Los Angeles
10.09.2012
My first observation – L.A. is a city of tall, skinny palm trees – they’re everywhere. It’s un-seasonally hot and humid the locals tell us. We have come ill-prepared for this weather – we packed for a brisk autumn. I was forced to cast off jeans and get into shorts and thongs – everyone seemed to be looking at my white legs and flip-flops.
What a diversity of cultures – mainly Asian, Latino, or Afro-Americans. We sat for a while at the train station people-watching and saw what seemed like many broken or wasted lives. In the streets we came across old prams or wheelie bins chock full of the humble belongings of people living on the street – left in a favourite sleeping place.
We’ve had Monday twice this week and it’s still not over. We got here 4 hours before we left after a 12-hour flight over 12,000kms at 11km above sea-level. A couple of body parts are still recovering from the crush. Thankfully the passenger in the aisle seat often went for walks or water refills so we had no customary toiletry hold-ups.
Our hotel has seen better days but it’s close to the station and almost in downtown L.A. When we arrived we were surprised that our room wasn’t ready – thinking it was mid-afternoon when it was just 10.30am. But they soon made it available so we could shower before going back out to face the heat.
We’ve got heaps planned for tomorrow including a swim at a beach and catching some views of the whole city from two vantage points.
Feels like we’re on a merry-go-round we won’t get off for a long while yet, but we have high expectations of seeing some spectacular views of creation and rubbing shoulders with people we would otherwise not have met. I’m thinking there will be some eternal purpose in whatever unfolds.
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