Now that thats all done, I can breathe in Los Angeles, or at least try. The hazy smog and culture are abrasive enough to make anyone have a hard time inhaling and exhaling. But all in all, we are having a good time, and some people are nice, like the people at the beach that gave us change for a dollar for the parking machine. The 14th person we asked. And they didn't honk or flick us off! How friendly these people are, just like home!
Not that I can blame them. If I spent half of my day in traffic, surrounded by hazy skies, paid $4 for a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer on the regular and thought a bicycle as a transportation vehicle was a joke, Id be a pretty grumpy person too. Although, it is a festival for the eyes here. They have seemed to make many organic living things out of plastic . And I have never seen more advertisements in my life. Today at the beach, Ricky and I tossed the frisbee with our crispy red bodies, 5 jet planes spelled out an ad for the new 90210 premiering this Tuesday with the smoke from their jet engines. Classic L.A. - use smog to advertise. I can't wait for Tuesday, maybe they will get the show in Samoa. We can watch it in our beach fale, between dips in the waterfall in our backyard and surfing sets in the Pacific.
All systems are go for Tuesday, when we fly out to Samoa with Haylen, our buddy meeting us in Los Angeles tomorrow. I even bought one of those nifty SteriPen devices for purifying water with UV light. I was planning to use it in Cambodia where drinking water is more than just sketchy, but I think the REI salesman uses his to purify the L.A. tap water (True: Los Angeles' water supply has high amounts of pharmaceuticals such as anti-depressants). Until then, I'll make the best out of our little L.A. 'trip'. Did I mention the weather is nice?
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