Monday, October 13, 2008

Some musings from the city of hells angels...

Ryan, my dear friend and former co-slave at Endeavor, always told me that moving near the beach was the only way he could keep his sanity in LA. As I've just made this relocation, I now wholeheartedly agree. For the past week, I've spent most of my time in Santa Monica, appreciating everything that Beverly Hills, Hollywood, West Hollywood, The Valley, Downtown LA, and everywhere else in this mostly terrible city lacks.

Among its many fine attributes, Santa Monica has:

1. A great public transportation system.
2. Ample parking.
3. An unpretentious atmosphere while still keeping it classy.
4. A ton of great shops, eateries and bars within a close distance to one another, preventing the need to step into a vehicle to get from Point A to Point B.
5. An ocean breeze.

I've actually gotten to the point where I dread having to go East of the 405 freeway. I liken the West LA/Santa Monica area to Tel Aviv. In my opinion, this is the most lively and fun part of Israel, and once you go too far East, you're in hell. LA is the same way. Maybe that's why so many Israelis have moved here.

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