Three million people in the City of Angels according to the last census, easily half of them up to something they don't want the other half to know. We all get sucked in by the lobby. Palm trees finger the sky and there's enough sunshine to lay off some on Pittsburgh. But that's all on the top. L.A., truth to tell's, not much different than a pretty girl with the clap.
Some opening lines from plays summarize a place in few words. Prose poems.
And what better introduction to Los Angeles than City of Angels?
I flew up from Melaque this afternoon. Great flight. Sat next to an interesting couple from Alberta who live in a neighboring town. We actually made arrangements to meet when we return.
But my goal tonight is to simply settle down, get some rest, and head off to the ship in the morning.
Then, I should have more to say.