The 3:40 am Express and LA Traffic
Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
We woke up this morning at the El Capitan State Beach campsite near Santa Barbara. It was a pretty gorgeous spot, but there was more to it than we thought — at 3:40 in the morning, a train rolled, what felt like, right into our tent, but was, in fact, right over the bridge that was situated right above our tent.
After leaving the campsite, we drove to L.A. where we found that the rumors are true: L.A. is full of many cars moving very slowly. Let’s just say that L.A. was not the highlight of the trip so far. But, in the midst of the traffic, we stopped off at Venice beach and walked down the boardwalk. Several street psychics tried to lure us over to their makeshift booths. Megan tried to walk into the ocean. We saw some pretty awesome graffiti artists. And then we were in the traffic. — again.
Anyway, now we’re at our first motel of the trip, somewhere between L.A. and Joshua Tree. I think it’ll feel good to sleep in a bed tonight. I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that there’s not a train track next to our room.
-Sarah
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