Last year, more than 4m visitors flocked to Yosemite national park in California to gape at the dramatic mountains, hike through the vast meadows and soak up the stunning scenery. There's nothing worse, however, than trying to bask in nature's glory while being jostled by a coach load of snap-happy selfie enthusiasts.
Los Angeles is two cities: one of the rarefied film world whose players live secluded in the Hollywood hills; the other the working city, populated by panhandlers, grifters and grafters, the wide boulevards down which course the cabs, limos and fender-bent Fords in a twilight that could be early morning or the dim mauve of after sunset.
If you are spending more than a week in California, there's every chance you may be looking for a little stimulation that reaches beyond the bounds of Sunset Boulevard. So for anyone in Los Angeles who fancies drawing breath on the search for super stardom, here are a couple of spots to tickle a creative mind; Here's how to spend a day the Madame Allsorts way!
The obvious waste of an ice-bucket dunking is in poor taste given that São Paulo is suffering a severe drought at present. In parts of the state, the reservoirs are dry and cracked and all non-essential water use is banned. Where I live things are not quite so bad, but the local papers warn week after week that we are also on the cusp of extreme rationing.
In certain London bars I reckon the bare monastic cell look is considered quite cutting edge. By contrast, ADX Florence is beyond cutting edge (unless it's prisoners cutting their wrists in despair). ADX Florence's ambience is an altogether bleaker affair, one which seems designed to crush people and push them right over the edge.