It took longer than I first expected, but 731 days after starting on my cross country journey to Los Angeles I’ve finally moved here and been reunited with my bicycle. Thanks Dan and Michelle for letting me store it in your basement for the past 9 months.
I’m overwhelmed.
This is a huge, car-focused place full of endless possibility and I will find my way, but man oh man is it going to take some doing.
The resources and competition are both exciting and frightening, the air is scented with the fragrance of a million flowers, there are big beautiful Jacaranda trees everywhere and what are all the LA stereotypes again?
I don’t want to know. I’ll either rediscover them or prove them false. This is the type of town that everyone seems to have an option of. In time I’ll form my own and let you know.