Danny, I've Got a Feeling I'm Not In Shelton Anymore

Los Angeles is the complete opposite of Shelton. The longer I am down here, the more I come to realize that fact. First off, the temperature difference is extreme. The overnight low of LA is close to the daytime high for Shelton. It would never be 113 degrees back home, the temperature it was when I first arrived here. At home, I usually wait until the middle of the day to do stuff so it isn't too cold, here it is the opposite. You do stuff in the morning, or at night, or else it is just too hot. I am not sure which climate I prefer. With the heat wave finally coming to an end, the temperature was quite nice here today. I think I could get used to it, actually, I think I am getting used to it.

There are other differences. The colors here seem different. Everything looks hot and dry. While in Washington, everything looks green, luscious, and alive. Speaking of which, there are no trees here. Well, there are a few palms trees here and there, but nothing like back home where tall trees are everywhere. There are a lot more fruit trees in LA though. I ate a pear from my cousin's aunt's house. It was quite good.

The cars are different. I have yet to see a real junker of a car down here. Even if there is an older car, it usually has tricked out rims or something. A neighbor down the street has a stretch hummer limousine he escorts people in. Not only are the cars different, so are the drivers. People drive faster, closer together, and with more cars around them. It is crazy down here.

The people are different also. First off, there are a ton of people. I was surprised that "minority" groups down here almost seem to make up the majority. There are a lot more ethnic stores and restaurants. With so many people, there are a lot more schools down here. It seems like around every block there is a different school.

The street curbs are higher down here. I've been told it is because of flash flooding. Some of the curbs are so high you have to plan where you let someone on the passengers side out so there door will not hit the curb. Also, the wild green parrots I spoke of in a previous blog, yeah, those are different.

One of the major differences is that there is so much more to do down here it seems. I am not sure if this is true, but it just seems that way. Maybe it is just because I am visiting. The building are different down here. Even the houses look different. There are also a lot more older buildings around here. I mean really old, well, not Europe old, but still.

The biggest difference though, is the pace at which life is lived. Everything is way faster down here. Not only the cars, but also the people. Everything is just moving so fast. I am starting to like it down here, but still miss Shelton. I wonder what I'll think when I get back to Shelton. I'll probably be really bored for a long time.