City of Angels
I spent the weekend trying to get my bearings in the dizzy sprawl of Los Angeles. This was my 5th or 6th time down there, but this being LA and me having the memory of a goldfish, every visit feels like the first.
Of course, we drove a lot. I listened to Lisa G. reminesce about her childhood memories of Exit 7 off the 5 and heard Christina sigh over the scenic mountain ranges that cradle the 1. OK, maybe she was talking about the 7 or 3. All 6 lane highways look the same to me.
Spacial disorientation aside, it was good to connect with new friends, make funnies with old peeps and marvel at one of the few cities in the U.S. populated by Korean tofu house restaurant chains.