ahhh l.a.
Here's the deal. Someone should bomb L.A. It's utterly useless. Strip mall after strip mall. Homeless person after homeless person. Douchebag celebrity wannabe after.....etc etc etc.
Really though, that place is ridiculous. I almost don't want to go back out there...to another CA city, sure, but not that godawful one.
We went to the beach a couple days...it was interesting being in front of a completely different ocean for the first time...and they don't charge to get on the beach...BUT having people pick through the trash as you're trying to soak up the sun seems a little wrong. From both perspectives.
The positives of the trip were seeing bro, eating delicious foods, and the weather. But I'll take the east coast over that part of California any day.
Oh and this was lovely. In the airport I sat across from two wonderful, indoor-sunglassed, women. They were both around 30 I guess, the one: blonde, surgically enhanced, over-tanned (and wrinkling), and tastelessly dressed. The other: brunette, plain, overweight, and pretty boring. The two sat there and flipped through magazine after magazine picking apart each and every celebrity. It was SOOO PAATHEEETIC. I especially loved when they were discussing some other woman they know. The blonde said something like "Her face is really gorgeous, to me...her body isn't that great though..she's got some chub here and here (grabbing at her waist and thighs)." I was just thinking...oh that must make your friend there feel super. Idiot. Ugh. And I'd say that probably 90% of the women who live in L.A. are like this. Vapidvapidvapid.
Seeing a city so fake and superficial makes me soooo happy to be living in a place with culture, different, interesting people, things to do other than shopping...and um, seasons.
Really though, that place is ridiculous. I almost don't want to go back out there...to another CA city, sure, but not that godawful one.
We went to the beach a couple days...it was interesting being in front of a completely different ocean for the first time...and they don't charge to get on the beach...BUT having people pick through the trash as you're trying to soak up the sun seems a little wrong. From both perspectives.
The positives of the trip were seeing bro, eating delicious foods, and the weather. But I'll take the east coast over that part of California any day.
Oh and this was lovely. In the airport I sat across from two wonderful, indoor-sunglassed, women. They were both around 30 I guess, the one: blonde, surgically enhanced, over-tanned (and wrinkling), and tastelessly dressed. The other: brunette, plain, overweight, and pretty boring. The two sat there and flipped through magazine after magazine picking apart each and every celebrity. It was SOOO PAATHEEETIC. I especially loved when they were discussing some other woman they know. The blonde said something like "Her face is really gorgeous, to me...her body isn't that great though..she's got some chub here and here (grabbing at her waist and thighs)." I was just thinking...oh that must make your friend there feel super. Idiot. Ugh. And I'd say that probably 90% of the women who live in L.A. are like this. Vapidvapidvapid.
Seeing a city so fake and superficial makes me soooo happy to be living in a place with culture, different, interesting people, things to do other than shopping...and um, seasons.