Woman picks me up in nowhere land
Jan 08, 2009
Apr 17, 2009
So I make half the distance across the Mojave, but didn't realize that several spokes were broken. The tire was bad out of round and rubbed with every crank of the pedals. I became fatigued after uphilling for several miles. I stop for a rest and the begin the second half of my inventoried water consumption. A woman in a Mercury Mariner hits the brakes. She stops to help me, Merry, Thankyou! I hadn't signaled anyone to stop, but seeing me sitting on the side of the road, she felt compelled. So I gladly took a ride, turns out she was headed to LA. Not exactly where I planned to go, but she agreed to take me to downtown, Union Station. I unpack and seek shelter in wonderment of the city. Being in a vehicle after being on the bike was a bit scary in the traffic snarl, way worde than Phoenix it seemed. The 80mph hairpin braking and accelerating of the city was terrifyingat first, but we arrived safely. I find a hotel up the hill from Union Station on Sunset Blvd. In the morning I decide to stay at least one more day and seek an evaluation of the bike, upon which I am made aware of the plural broken spokes! For $56 I get a new rim and installation plud a torque wrench to detach pedals, for a train ride to come. I plan totake the train to Portland, but possibly to do some coastal biking when I get there. I know, I'm wussing out, but I am concerned as a young adult about financial security. I must go get a job, although I should include that LA probably has many opportunities. It reminds me VERY MUCH of Osaka in the fashion district, with the "Alley," a clothing shopping thoroughfare. Echo Park reminds me a bit of Kyoto, the way most construction is between 2 and 5 stories or so. LA is beautiful, but full of contrast and also is tremendously fashion conscious it seems. I see SOME meaningful new architecture, a good deal of quality older design, and alot of nice graff. art and ad. design. Biking is easy enough hear, though I don't undersant the rules. Bikers go the wrong way on one way streets, and police seem to ignore alot of blatant rule breaking, and helmets are optional. I am afraid to ride too much without a helmet, car culture you know. I have eaten and drank a healthy share of local cuisine. Met some great new friends Sara, Silvia, Jesse. I am couch hopping at their apartments for the next few days, we met up esterday for a drink and ended up having a nutty night upon the closing of which I was oblivious to a scheme at pranking me into thinking my bag was stolen and Jesse had been mugged. None of that happened, but I was SO sleepy I didn't even know what had happened when the tried to joke me. Sara was upset and called the police, but again JOKE. Oh, first night, at the Paradise I went out to dine and found a kickin' Thai place. I love Thai, and even more lovely was my server, and she had a delightful accent and beautiful eyes. Point of debate, do I go back to that place or was the guy who also worked there her husband? boyfriend? who knows? The food was outstanding, and reasonably priced. I had some noodly dish with broccoli and beef. Next day, 2, I found a coffee shop called "Beat" something or other. Great stuff there in aqn artsy little hood, and nextdoor was a small format film school for the hood with free lessons, private showings, eq. rental, and editing. I would love to try my fire at that, if only time. But wait! Oh and I found some wonderful design, a prep school in a lesser afluent part of town, very pastel, and a swell home construction in pro., and a Frank Gehry twisty foldy bldg. The coolest thing is the city water and electric board bldg. const. in 65' or 66'. A neat water table over the parking garage. and solar over the open lot. Its of the "Modern" period if you ask me. So im drinking a $6.45 fruit smoothie right now, you gotta love LA. traffic, smog that hides the horizon, and fabulous people abundant. more to come.