I don't know why I haven't actually written about my 2 day L.A. trip.
One, my computer was out of commission so I had to resuscitate the old one and secondly, I just got sidetracked with scheduling some more vacation time. But all that doesn't matter, now I have to write about it because even though it was just 2 days, more like a day and a half, I had a wonderful time. An introspective time. It was one of those cities that I underestimated but certain parts of it blew me away.
L.A. is beach beautiful.
Just so clear and crisp. I bet the people who live there would say different but I got that feeling when I got there. That crisp and airy feeling like I wasn't clustered. Maybe it was the mountains or the fact that it has several beaches supplying that much needed air or maybe that's just the kind of city it is, but it was open and airy and fresh. Plus, the people all looked so pretty and nicely done up, thus adding some more to the crispiness of the place. They were not nice, no doubt, but I suppose if you look good you don't have to be nice. Who knows? Everyone seems so preoccupied in themselves, it's almost like a self-absorption. That I expected and received so I was not perturbed by it. I didn't expect it to be so open, like I had been living in this closed box and all of a sudden, the lid was opened to let air, sunshine, breeze flow right into it. Looking at the landscape from the plane on my way home and comparing that to the landscape in Atlanta, was a huge contrast. So much greenery here while I just saw rolling mountains, beaches, beach sand and palm trees. It's understandable, landscaping wise alone, why people would choose to move there. The greenery here now irritates me. Everywhere I go there are trees, forests, green parks and mosquitoes, lots and lots of mosquitoes. I love nature but not this kind of nature, not the wildlife kind, I want the beachy kind where the hippies live and soak up the sun all day everyday. That's the kind of nature I can deal with. Not the mosquito kind.
Just so clear and crisp. I bet the people who live there would say different but I got that feeling when I got there. That crisp and airy feeling like I wasn't clustered. Maybe it was the mountains or the fact that it has several beaches supplying that much needed air or maybe that's just the kind of city it is, but it was open and airy and fresh. Plus, the people all looked so pretty and nicely done up, thus adding some more to the crispiness of the place. They were not nice, no doubt, but I suppose if you look good you don't have to be nice. Who knows? Everyone seems so preoccupied in themselves, it's almost like a self-absorption. That I expected and received so I was not perturbed by it. I didn't expect it to be so open, like I had been living in this closed box and all of a sudden, the lid was opened to let air, sunshine, breeze flow right into it. Looking at the landscape from the plane on my way home and comparing that to the landscape in Atlanta, was a huge contrast. So much greenery here while I just saw rolling mountains, beaches, beach sand and palm trees. It's understandable, landscaping wise alone, why people would choose to move there. The greenery here now irritates me. Everywhere I go there are trees, forests, green parks and mosquitoes, lots and lots of mosquitoes. I love nature but not this kind of nature, not the wildlife kind, I want the beachy kind where the hippies live and soak up the sun all day everyday. That's the kind of nature I can deal with. Not the mosquito kind.
That's my L.A. story. Totally different from New York which is hustle and bustle central. Once again using the closed box analogy, NY is that box but that box filled with people, mixed race, culturally diverse people, while Atlanta is that same closed box except filled with the greenery and people that are a little more of the same kind, the myopic inclined southerners.
My hotel in LA was superb. Super, superb. I just loved everything about it. Good thing because I had a very bad allergy attack on the flight over there. It didn't even let me enjoy my very expensive Virgin America flight. It was my first time on Virgin so I really wanted to take it in. Common was on the same flight with me so that was my first celebrity encounter. We went through security together and waited for the "on-time" departure of the flight to LA. In LAX, celebrities are dusted all over the place. I could have sworn I saw Troy Garity making a phone call at one of the concourses. There were others as well but they were flanked by heavy security.
The superb hotel, Custom Hotel, picked me up from the airport and let me check in early which made me so grateful because the head cold made me really need a chance to lie down. I had a room with a swell view of LA and the once again the openness. I am sure traffic exists in some pods here and there but not in the area where I was, which was Marina Del Ray/Playa Del Ray. I bet you living there would cost a little bit more just because it's devoid of delinquents, and it will be worth it. I then proceeded to loose a whole day of my vacation indoors, recovering from the allergy attack. I did nothing except cuddle up, eat, drink and watch HBO.
There are other things I remember that made this very short and sweet trip to the city of angels very memorable and one I promised myself to do as often as my finances (and vacation time) shall allow. The openness resonates in me, which I assume is reflected in certain freedoms the people enjoy. You get on the bus and there's a derelict sitting right there with you and the people don't bat an eyelid.
Before I left I spotted some other celebrities here and there. I couldn't help noticing how unaffected the people seemed to be as well. I just kept thinking, how does that happen? I walk on the street and look, there's Eli Roth and Peaches Geldof braving the cold wind on Melrose Avenue.
That's L.A. in a nutshell. Would I move there? That fact remains to be seen.
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