I just moved to Venice on a sunny Thursday on July 15, 2010.
I am very aware this is shocking to some of you SF folks and readers of City of Quartz, which I have read.
This is the walk to my coffee shop:
I moved for very different reasons. It wasn’t for a woman or a job. I am making less money, 20% less than what I’d get doing an easier, lifer job at an ad agency or tech. Believe me, I got lots of offers to work at different start-ups.
I believe that LA is the new frontier. The opportunities in Los Angeles are boundless if you can figure out how to shape into a meaningful layout its amorphous contours.
Cycling: There’s a growing amount of “early adopters” who know that driving 50 miles a day is simply not sustainable, and who also believe that life spent in traffic is no way to live.
I believe that cycling takes care of the top 5 problems ailing this country:
- heart disease
LA is slowly getting turned on to that.
Mass Transit: I’m pretty amazed that there’s mass transit in LA. There’s still the stigma of it being for lower class use and being not safe.
I’m still busy listening to LA. Every city has a different and unique message. I’m trying to figure out what LA’s message is.
There was a cutesy message of LA being the place where someone breaks your heart and your heart break becomes a source of following your path in (500) Days of Summer. They showed a use of LA’s urban core that was too cutesy: recently graduated hipsters using the subway and parks free of your fine, boho chic clothing being a hobo magnet. However, it’s a very appealing and seductive use with a message full of hope.
Back to the memoir in a bit…