Back and bad.
Ah ahm bahck from Southern California.
I am still in disbelief that Yesterday morning, I was driving on the highway, the thermometer reading 55, and today, I was skiing on the mountain, the thermometer reading -10.
Arse.
So, I wrote blog entries in my head (noIamnotcrazythankyouverymuch) all week, but I've kind of forgotten what they were about.
Brilliance!
So, I posted some new pictures on flickr. Here is the summary of my trip, in photographs.
Arrived at LAX at 1am Western time, which is 4am Eastern. Checked into hotel, passed the heck out. Drove to supplier in the morning. In this:
I realized I could never, ever, ever live in LA. For one, taking two hours to drive 24 miles is just not acceptable. For another, I can't handle the rampant consumerism and disregard for the environment. You don't see many suped-up SUV's in Montreal. That is due, I'm sure, largely to the fact that people generally can't afford them, but it really bothers me that someone would be driving a jacked-up Hummer in LA. LA! It never snows there! Ever! Why in the hell would you even need All Wheel Drive, never mind a bleedin' TANK! My friend D, from Montreal, is living in San Diego. He says that people probably drive SUVs to get through the mist in the morning. "Excuse me, sir, but we cannot allow you on the 405 unless your car comes equipped with a mist setting."
Bitches.
Anyway, after three days of getting up, sitting in traffic, working all day, sitting in traffic, eating at a restaurant which I didn't choose (and therefore invariably ended in "... seafood palace," or "big stinkin' pile of dead meat") and having a conversation I don't care about (see the aforementioned post about fishing... add to that powerboats and kids, and I've had more productive times talking to the wall.), back to the hotel, pass out, repeat... I was glad to get the hell out of there and shoot down to San Diego for a day. I've got some friends from Montreal that ended up down there for one reason or another, so it was good stuff. Friday morning I went for a run. In shorts and a tank top, and I was sweating. It was beautiful. I'm telling you, if I lived in that climate, I would be so rediculously active. I brought my new itty-bitty camera with me, so my run was me trundling along for five minutes and then taking pictures.... but it was great.
After running, I trundled off to the San Diego Zoo. It was a relatively lax day, but was still full of people. None of my pictures from that are particularly exciting, but they're all up on flickr. Plug.
I love monkeys. Did I ever mention that? Because I do. Monkeys rule.
One thing I was adamant about was seeing the sunset over the ocean, so I dragged D out to La Jolla. Holy snotrag, it was beautiful. So, all in all, I took about 300 pictures in less than 24 hours. I could never ever live in LA, but San Diego is definately something I could, you know, make work if I had to.
So. Of all my 300 odd pictures, here is my favourite.
I am still in disbelief that Yesterday morning, I was driving on the highway, the thermometer reading 55, and today, I was skiing on the mountain, the thermometer reading -10.
Arse.
So, I wrote blog entries in my head (noIamnotcrazythankyouverymuch) all week, but I've kind of forgotten what they were about.
Brilliance!
So, I posted some new pictures on flickr. Here is the summary of my trip, in photographs.
Arrived at LAX at 1am Western time, which is 4am Eastern. Checked into hotel, passed the heck out. Drove to supplier in the morning. In this:
I realized I could never, ever, ever live in LA. For one, taking two hours to drive 24 miles is just not acceptable. For another, I can't handle the rampant consumerism and disregard for the environment. You don't see many suped-up SUV's in Montreal. That is due, I'm sure, largely to the fact that people generally can't afford them, but it really bothers me that someone would be driving a jacked-up Hummer in LA. LA! It never snows there! Ever! Why in the hell would you even need All Wheel Drive, never mind a bleedin' TANK! My friend D, from Montreal, is living in San Diego. He says that people probably drive SUVs to get through the mist in the morning. "Excuse me, sir, but we cannot allow you on the 405 unless your car comes equipped with a mist setting."
Bitches.
Anyway, after three days of getting up, sitting in traffic, working all day, sitting in traffic, eating at a restaurant which I didn't choose (and therefore invariably ended in "... seafood palace," or "big stinkin' pile of dead meat") and having a conversation I don't care about (see the aforementioned post about fishing... add to that powerboats and kids, and I've had more productive times talking to the wall.), back to the hotel, pass out, repeat... I was glad to get the hell out of there and shoot down to San Diego for a day. I've got some friends from Montreal that ended up down there for one reason or another, so it was good stuff. Friday morning I went for a run. In shorts and a tank top, and I was sweating. It was beautiful. I'm telling you, if I lived in that climate, I would be so rediculously active. I brought my new itty-bitty camera with me, so my run was me trundling along for five minutes and then taking pictures.... but it was great.
After running, I trundled off to the San Diego Zoo. It was a relatively lax day, but was still full of people. None of my pictures from that are particularly exciting, but they're all up on flickr. Plug.I love monkeys. Did I ever mention that? Because I do. Monkeys rule.
One thing I was adamant about was seeing the sunset over the ocean, so I dragged D out to La Jolla. Holy snotrag, it was beautiful. So, all in all, I took about 300 pictures in less than 24 hours. I could never ever live in LA, but San Diego is definately something I could, you know, make work if I had to.
So. Of all my 300 odd pictures, here is my favourite.
And, now I'm back in the arctic tundra. Actually, I think I have some nifty pictures of ice that I may or may not get around to posting. But that's for another day. Happy January 21st, everyone, how are those New Years resolutions going?
posted by M at 11:29 AM
2 Comments:
I was in LA this weekend, and I agree that the traffic conditions there has reached apocalyptic levels.
Unfortunately, LA people are absolutely ridiculous in this regard. Their idea of a solution to the systemic traffic breakdown of their city/county is honking a lot.
That's a kickass cruiser bike, be even more so if it were red.
As someone who lives in LA, I'd like to argue with you and show some civic pride, but I can't. Traffic just makes this place suck.
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