Last weekend we had an L.A. day, to celebrate the first place we’ve lived in together, and loved. It’s taken awhile, and Los Angeles has certainly presented some situations that have been anything but easy, but ultimately cities become like people, and the good out weighs the bad.
We road our bicycles downtown and ate at the Pantry, then had a mimosa at Coles. We walked through the Bradbury Building and Olivera Street and took the Los Angeles River Trail home.
I hate driving, it’s frightening and the whole world seems to be at their worst in cars. I never thought I’d miss L.A., but then I see the overgrown flowers, jasmine twisting up street signs and ocean fog after only a few miles toward the coast—and I know I’ll always, always love L.A.