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I Love Los Angeles

I’m only here in Los Angeles for one day, and by the time you read this, I’ll already have been in Las Vegas for several hours. The last time I saw Los Angeles was in my rear view mirror as we drove away from our home for three years on our way to Orlando to buy a house and start a family.

Six years later, things turned out a bit differently than planned, but one thing that didn’t change was my yearning to come back to Los Angeles. I love this city. I love driving through it, even when there’s traffic. I love how it sprawls languidly across a variety of landscapes. I love the entertainment industry and I gleefully embrace every encounter with the magical world of movies and television.

Look! It's John Michael Higgins from Best in Show, Waiting for Guffman, Kath & Kim, Arrested Development, Community, and more!

I was concerned that I was viewing LA with rose-tinted glasses and that one day amongst the dirty streets blanketed under the smog would make me run for the placid world of Orlando. It didn’t happen, though – even as my plane approached the Burbank airport, I felt a smile creep onto my face. As the cab driver drove me to the Biltmore in downtown Los Angeles, I felt peaceful. Walking a mile at midnight through downtown from a bar back to my room was soothing as I stepped over the downtrodden denizens of the sidewalk.

I really love this city. I knew that I missed it, and now I know that those feelings weren’t hazy nostalgic memories obscuring the truth. When I have the means (and by “means”, I mean sufficient fiscal security to live here in relative comfort in a nice-sized house), I think I will find my way back to the city of angels.

42 thoughts on “I Love Los Angeles”

      1. @Avitable, here’s one review:

        Right now I’m reading Judith Freeman’s “The Long Embrace: Raymond Chandler and the Woman He Loved”, which is really just a detailed travelogue of LA, but a travelogue noting the constant decay of my hometown. For Freeman its going to Chandler’s neighborhoods and examining the decay from the 30’s until now. For me its the confirmation of the hell that LA has been enduring.
        I remember when I left, or at least decided it was time to leave – in LA mind set and action are pretty much the same thing – I remember thinking my lovely, corrupt ugly home had become hell. I was standing in the Hollywood Hills and could see South LA in flames from the Rodney King Riots and then to the north west the sky was a black mass reflecting the red fires of the canyon and beach adjacent homes below it. Urban ash and rural detrius caked black and gritty on my face, the leaves and the gray sidewalk. Another beloved puppy at my side swaddled in bandages from her most recent surgery to repair the damage from shotgun pellets and the whole future of LA and my place in it seemed clear and not abundant.
        Freeman’s book makes it clear that my vision of the future were discomfortingly accurate.
        Freeman’s a novelist, not an historian or a travel book writer so some of her situations are forced and some cheesy like a bad romance writer’s sniffling but for the most part it’s a strong book on an obscure subject. Trying to put Chandler into perspective and giving glimpses into his difficult persona via where he lived and the woman he spent his life with are brilliant endeavors. Its an enthralling book, at least for another native Angeleno.

        I’m going to read it.

  1. We of LA look forward to welcoming you home. Mostly for the booze that party will entail, but also for you. But I must ask, isn’t that top pic, the one of John Michael Higgins taken in elsewhere? We don’t have slots in our airport.

      1. @Avitable, Nah. The closest I come to missing it is having fond memories and feeling nostalgic. I did love living there but I’ve changed and it has changed and so I don’t miss it. I have fun visiting, though. 🙂

  2. It’s beautiful, but not one of my favorite places. I think if I were to move to southern California I’d chose Myrtle Beach or another smaller community. I’d love to live somewhere that is much more temperate in the winters!

  3. Life is short. Yeah, let me tell you something you don’t know but I’ll reiterate.

    Life is short and not everyone has the same ideas or wishes that you do. That being said, you may not think that you’re in a position to move to L.A., but don’t wait for that perfect time because it may never happen. If you truly want to move there, then make it happen. Again I repeat, life is short…and remember it’s ‘your’ life. You get one chance at it. You don’t get a do-over just because you tried your best at what you had to work with.

  4. That’s how I feel about Southern California. Although, I was in LA for the first time every this summer, for a very short time, & I felt my same combination of calm & excitement there as I do in San Diego. I just wish I could live there. If I didn’t have a child who had a dad that lives here, I’d be in CA in 4.2 seconds. Sigh.

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