Viceroy, early in the morning

Going from Downtown to Santa Monica for a breakfast meeting should be insane (I fell asleep in the Uber, obviously) but it’s actually quite worth it if you’re breakfasting by the pool at the Viceroy. The green juice is genuinely tasty,
and the air quality didn’t seem too bad despite the Woolsey fire down the coast (the hotel was full of evacuees.) Not pictured: the very lost tourists I saw driving along the bike path on the beach, slowly pursued by the cops.