Los Angeles is, in a word, massive. In more words, it's huge, all-encompassing, and a city that seems to stretch beyond any boundaries. If we hadn't flown over desolate areas of country on my way there, I wouldn't have believed there was anything outside Los Angeles.
I was staying in Hollywood area L.A., and there's an observatory near his house. On the second or third night of my visit, he drove me up and we walked in the dark to the huge building to overlook the city. After a short upward climb, you could see for miles and miles, lights everywhere. And what you could see from the Observatory was only half of the city. Pictures can't possibly describe it - there's no lens long enough to capture the range, and I'm not one for panoramas.
What thrilled me the most during my visit was actually driving around and seeing various areas of the city. Jeff works at a little pizza place as a part-time delivery driver, so I would ride along with him on his route and knit while we waited for the orders to come up. It's through riding in the car with him that I discovered the joy of the "Bob Dylan Theme Time Radio Hour," quite possibly one of the best radio programs in a long time. Each show is themed around something random - but there's always music, and a short list of things that match it. My favorite so far has been "Eyes."
Most of the area Jeff covers during his route is Beverly Hills, which I don't care for very much. While it's pretty enough, it seems like a very superficial place - all the people have an air of entitlement an snobbery about them. If you're from L.A., and live in Beverly Hills, I apologize. Obviously I didn't see you or your family walking around!
The thing I did like about Beverly Hills? You get to see the mountains. I don't know if they're really even mountains - I mean, obviously, they're called hills. But they were more mountainous than anything I've seen in a long time, especially living here in Iowa. And when the sun was setting and they were the only thing glowing on the horizon? Breathtaking.