LA first week.

Holy strip malls.

The driving here is insane, perhaps the city wide anorexia epidemic causes the poor brain function on the roads?

The sun shines, even despite the smog.

Santa Monica is supersweet. Shops, cafes, and beach oh my!

Excuse me, leathery tan old lady with impossibly altered facial structure. Could you not double-park your convertible so that two way traffic is possible again? kthx.

It's impossible to familiarize yourself with this place. The highways intersect awkwardly, the streets are haphazardly placed, and the cool pockets are hidden amongst blocks and blocks of car rental lots.

Google Maps says your trip takes 20 minutes, the reality is 90 minutes.

One day, I had frozen yogurt for lunch and dinner. It seems almost right; froyo is everywhere.

No habla espanol. es un gran problema.

The hills everyone tells me to hike are crowded with bodies and canines. I'm gonna have to get me out of LA County for some real adventure.