Nosotros aquí. (Us here.)
We're here now in the city of angels. The longer we've lived here, the more we begin to see all of what makes Los Angeles unique. If angels are people, then yes, it's the city of many people. As the days turned to weeks and now almost a year, here's what we've learned (and mostly in order):
Los Angeles is big, with many cars zooming and people speaking in every tongue. The ever-changing thickness of smog although disgusting (very) I guess creates a great sunset. If you're going to put up with it all, living by the beach is a must. Every night for dinner you could visit a different country with new cuisine. It's good to know at least one person, a sibling living not far in San Diego, otherwise you might get lonely. With on ramps and off ramps on top of more ramps, you'd think by the looks of it there's enough room for us all. Nope there's still ridiculous traffic. People waste the precious life given to them buy sitting behind a leather wrapped wheel moving their foot from gas to break. And then to wake up the next day and get to do it all over again! Our move from Torrance to El Segundo closer to Ben's work was a must and the proximity to the ocean makes the feel of LA seem just a bit further away.
El Segundo (Spanish for "the second" because it's Standard Oil's second refinery in CA) is boxed in with the LAX airport and a water treatment facility to the north, the Pacific ocean to the west, a Chevron oil refinery to the south, and the aerospace industry to the east leaving not much room for growth. When the wind blows from the south and the airplanes are grounded it's actually quite nice! Congested still, but the town remains quant, and almost a mid-Western feel with big trees lining the streets, and a Farmer's Market on Thursday's on Main. Yes, the main street though town is called Main. The cities population changes from 11,000 during the day to 3,000 at night (most people that work here live elsewhere), there are more stop signs than police cars and double-pained windows work wonders to silence the planes at night.
So for right now, life's a beach. No really I wasn't implying that it was bad. It really isn't! Whenever we have spare time, that's where we're at!
We're here now in the city of angels. The longer we've lived here, the more we begin to see all of what makes Los Angeles unique. If angels are people, then yes, it's the city of many people. As the days turned to weeks and now almost a year, here's what we've learned (and mostly in order):
Los Angeles is big, with many cars zooming and people speaking in every tongue. The ever-changing thickness of smog although disgusting (very) I guess creates a great sunset. If you're going to put up with it all, living by the beach is a must. Every night for dinner you could visit a different country with new cuisine. It's good to know at least one person, a sibling living not far in San Diego, otherwise you might get lonely. With on ramps and off ramps on top of more ramps, you'd think by the looks of it there's enough room for us all. Nope there's still ridiculous traffic. People waste the precious life given to them buy sitting behind a leather wrapped wheel moving their foot from gas to break. And then to wake up the next day and get to do it all over again! Our move from Torrance to El Segundo closer to Ben's work was a must and the proximity to the ocean makes the feel of LA seem just a bit further away.
El Segundo (Spanish for "the second" because it's Standard Oil's second refinery in CA) is boxed in with the LAX airport and a water treatment facility to the north, the Pacific ocean to the west, a Chevron oil refinery to the south, and the aerospace industry to the east leaving not much room for growth. When the wind blows from the south and the airplanes are grounded it's actually quite nice! Congested still, but the town remains quant, and almost a mid-Western feel with big trees lining the streets, and a Farmer's Market on Thursday's on Main. Yes, the main street though town is called Main. The cities population changes from 11,000 during the day to 3,000 at night (most people that work here live elsewhere), there are more stop signs than police cars and double-pained windows work wonders to silence the planes at night.
So for right now, life's a beach. No really I wasn't implying that it was bad. It really isn't! Whenever we have spare time, that's where we're at!
