My apologies for not posting the past few days. I was away in L A on family business. Driving, driving, and driving. Easily remembering why I had moved away from there. There were three ting that drove me from the bad lands of L A.
Freeways. Parking lots disguised as automobile express lanes. But there is nothing express about them. They are bottlenecks, road blocks, gasoline wasters, torture devices, and avenues of frustration and express ways to heart attacks.
Air quality? Air quality or the lack there of. Smog, fog, and slog. You see it coming when you drive down I-40 when entering Barstow. Heading south on I-15 headed over the Cajon Pass, you notice a great cloud of gray mightily pushing its way over the San Bernardino and San Gabriel mountains. Something like a boiling caldron pushing its forbidden ooze over the edge. A sight only a bad weather demon could appreciate.
The third and worse thing is waiting lines and waiting lists at restaurants. There are obviously too many restaurant goers for the amount of restaurants. L A needs either more restaurants or fewer restaurant goers. There are just as many people waiting in line at Taco Bell in South El Monte as there are people waiting at Paradise Cove in Malibu. Are there too many eaters or not enough places to eat? Which is it? I don’t know.
As Yogi Berra once said, “The place is so crowded nobody goes there anymore.” And who can blame them. Just stay away.
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