It’s around this time of year in the northeast when I question my decision to move from the west coast. You all know how much I love the sunshine and Los Angeles certainly has anabundance.
I’ve spoken to you before about the various neighborhoods I lived in when I was in New York City and I’m here to tell you that I lived in as many in L.A. if not more.
When I first moved to California I lived on Venice Blvd. in Venice Beach. I thought that was way cool in that I could be on the beach in minutes. It was a tiny house that me and my then boyfriend lived in for a short while. We eventually bought a larger house, also in Venice Beach, however it was a couple of blocks further away from the beach. The boyfriend at the time had a monthly trust fund, so the sticker price of $325,000 didn’t seem to faze him. It had hardwood floors throughout as well as French windows in abundance. Out there it was called a “Spanish Classic.”
Eventually I left that boyfriend and soon found myself with a roommate in Santa Monica just a couple of blocks from the beach.
(Do you see a pattern developing here?)
My roommate, Perry, was a very laid-back girl and we got along very well. This living situation didn’t last very long because I would up in love again. So, to the Hollywood Hills I moved. Beachwood Canyon to be exact.
You know where in a movie or advertisement you see the “Hollywood” sign? That was Beachwood Canyon.
It wasn’t close to the beach, subsequently it tended to get very warm without the cooler ocean air. I lived there until the MS reared its ugly head again and I knew it was time to leave California.
I didn’t want to leave the boyfriend, but alas that decision was made for me.
I always supported myself by either waiteressing or bartending while I was in California chasing my dream. The last place I worked was called The Kachina Grill, which was in the Wells Fargo Building—the equivalent of Wall Street on the west coast.
Not only was the climate different, the architecture and layout of the city was very different. Where there were tall buildings and easily accessed mass transit in NYC, L.A. required a car. Most people there spent a lot of time in their cars commuting and I was one of them.
I was happy there and still am here being at the beach and in the sun. Although this is a friendlier and more personable area, I do miss the quantity of sunshine and NO SNOW!