i went to california last week, firstly for a hockey game with steve in anaheim, and secondly to stay with bee for a week in los angeles. this is the first time i’ve been in LA since 1996, so looking back, i felt like i didn’t fully appreciate it as a teenager (plus, i think i was only really there for half of a day). bee lives in van nuys, which is a ‘burb in los angeles, a wee bit off from the city. still, we got a lot in on this trip – venice beach, shopping down melrose, filming locations, we went to the late late show, etc. — i had a grrrrreeeeaattt time, but i don’t think i could ever live there.
hypocritically, i complain so much about NYC… but there’s nowhere like it, and there’s nowhere i’d rather be. i think it’s just that i’m way bored anywhere that isn’t a tight-knit city like here… maybe i should have seen downtown LA? i don’t drive, which is also something i’d need to do to fully appreciate LA, i guess. i just hate that the city is so large, that sometimes it could take up to an hour to get over to someone in the same city. i realized that i’m sort of MTA spoiled, and i think seeing how “reliable” our transit system is compared to other cities MIGHT make me bitch about it a little less. OKAY, maybe not the buses (MTA, please get your shit together where that is concerned), but the fact that we have trains that run even at least every thirty minutes late at night is pretty impressive. when i really think about it, it shouldn’t be taken for granted.
here’s a quote from an article i found on gothamist that sums it up a little better than my drawn out complaints…
“The city had beat the pants off me. Whatever it required to get ahead, I didn’t have it. I didn’t leave the city in disgust—I left it with the respect plain, unadulterated fear gives. New York is an ugly city, a dirty city. Its climate is a scandal, its politics are used to frighten children, its traffic is madness, its competition is murderous. But there is one thing about it—once you have lived in New York and it has become your home, no place else is good enough. All of everything is concentrated here, population, theater, art, writing, publishing, importing, business, murder, mugging, luxury, poverty. It is all of everything. It goes all right. It is tireless and its air is charged with energy.” (john steinbeck, 1953)
anywhere i travel to leaves me homesick after about 4 days… this apple is always my favorite.