The drizzle has grown into full blown rain but I pushed the accelerator till I hit 80 as I went past the LA 150 miles sign. I could barely see the tail lights of the car before me and the container truck was spraying so much water around it was like driving through a grey pea soup even if the windshield wipers worked like hell to clear up the glass. I was working against time - I had 3 more hours to go according to the GPS, and my phone was at 5% fuel left - not enough to make an emergency call. The damn car charger wasn't working. Finally I whisk past the valley and right beyond the Sepulveda pass I catch a glimpse of sunset - South Bay weather is at it's best. Three months of living in San Francisco made me realize that I am more of an LA suburban girl and that I will always call this slice of heaven my home. What's not to love about South Bay?
Boasting of typical year round Mediterranean weather, a healthy mix of interracial communities, proximity at a distance to the cultural hub of Los Angeles, and access to the coastline in no time without your usual city gridlocks unless you hit the 110 on those worst hours.
I've lived in a city packed with so much activity within 10 square kilometers like Manila and having sampled San Francisco, which by far is a superior place to be in, I feel the usual claustrophobia and lack of expanse I have come to love. I have adjusted to pedestrian access to so many conveniences - coffee shops around the block, a health food store by the corner, farmers market at my doorstep on Sundays (though I have yet to find a shot of wheatgrass), and a 100 year old cathedral right next to the park for Sunday mass. Since Sanfo is a small city 7 miles long and wide, the coastlines are as varied as the next in 5 to 10 minutes. But somehow, something is missing.
If one wakes up each day longing to be somewhere, then it is best to be where the heart is.
Dateline: May 2012
Boasting of typical year round Mediterranean weather, a healthy mix of interracial communities, proximity at a distance to the cultural hub of Los Angeles, and access to the coastline in no time without your usual city gridlocks unless you hit the 110 on those worst hours.
I've lived in a city packed with so much activity within 10 square kilometers like Manila and having sampled San Francisco, which by far is a superior place to be in, I feel the usual claustrophobia and lack of expanse I have come to love. I have adjusted to pedestrian access to so many conveniences - coffee shops around the block, a health food store by the corner, farmers market at my doorstep on Sundays (though I have yet to find a shot of wheatgrass), and a 100 year old cathedral right next to the park for Sunday mass. Since Sanfo is a small city 7 miles long and wide, the coastlines are as varied as the next in 5 to 10 minutes. But somehow, something is missing.
If one wakes up each day longing to be somewhere, then it is best to be where the heart is.
Dateline: May 2012
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