Good morning to you! Where ever in the world you are on this Monday, May 11, 2020. Yesterday, was Sunday and we took a ROAD TRIP!!! It’s been almost three months since I have been outside of the desert and even longer since I have seen my two older sons. Hubby took me on a special ride to do a “social distant” drive-by visit so I could see my boys. It was hard to not hug the crap out of them and to stay 6 feet apart but it was the best. I did get to squeeze the middle son ’cause he’s a ‘lil chip off me and he typically doesn’t GAF about what anyone thinks. Hopefully, this will be the last crisis of this magnitude in their lifetime, our lifetime. Their great-grandmother told them stories of the Great Depression and now they are about to see it in their world. I am really thankful for all the help that I have had in raising my kids as I reflect on Mother’s Day as it really did take a village.
Any trip out of the Coachella Valley is a gift and getting to see the ocean was like a fancy ribbon on top of the package. I did notice as we drove through the city that landscaping is considered non-essential and silently prayed for the coming fire season. The freeway landscaping, although it looked picture perfect with the overgrown brush and wildflowers, will become kindling in the summer if it is not tidied up soon. I guess it’s just me, being a Grama, and worrying…
There were signs everywhere! Signs indicating that “Yes! We Are Open – For Take Out”. Closed signs. Along the drive, a freeway sign was lit up advising to “Avoid Gatherings Please stay home save lives. It gave me a chill when we passed a cemetery on the way home and seeing the hillside covered with families visiting the gravesides of their departed loved ones with lines of cars waiting to get inside. California just moved into Phase 2 of the “re-opening” process. Now to see what the numbers will look like in 5 days, the median average of incubation. I’m a numbers nerd so my fingers are crossed that the numbers decline or have leveled off. Fingers crossed that the numbers tell a great story with an even better ending.
The 10 Freeway was moving at normal speed limit, although it not an empty freeway. I was hoping that the day would have been sunny but really the grey clouds that hung of the area only added to the affect. If there were no Covid-19, an outside observer, may not notice that there was anything wrong going on in the world. However, as we drove through the streets of Venice, California you just knew something was no right.
As we drove down Venice Blvd, there were tents and makeshift encampments that lined the streets. It brought back memories of a Saturday in November when my sons and I volunteered at a Los Angeles Clippers event around 2009 to pass out food baskets and clothing. It was a day that my boys got to meets and work along side NBA basketball players as well as people of the Venice and Santa Monica community. My boys were excited because all the volunteers were treated to all the sodas and pizza they could eat and drink. Funny, me who takes tons of photos, was camera silent that day, although I do think there are a few photos from that day, somewhere. Sometimes, you have to be in the moment and snap that photograph in your mind.
Hubby took me down streets that he walked, skateboarded or drove down in his younger days. I got to learn more about him and hear “back in the day” stories that I LOVE! However, I quickly snapped out of it as we drove by the Santa Monica Pier. Miles and Miles of chain length fence lined the beach side of PCH and signs indicating closure.
I worked across from the Santa Monica Pier at a Lenscrafters in 1999 through 2001. Many times when I was sad, stressed out, didn’t want to go home and face whatever crisis was going on at home, I would go across to the Pier and play Skee-ball, with it use of community balls. How many hands have touched those little balls? I hope these things return as well so families and people like me, will have a place to go and have a fun or relieve stress. Really, Skee-ball is 9 balls of the best anti-depressant I ever took. After we left there Hubby took me to a “spot” that he said he used to go. I posted the video of the location to my IG story. Great view and place to steal a quick smooch or something like that…
After we left there he took me to another spot, Rustic Canyon. This little spot is a hidden gem that really should be left that way. I felt like I was an invader, well, I guess actually I was. Hubby knew that because of the pandemic, public restrooms were going to be non-existent. We prepared for the day accordingly and brought supplies. However, we did find a public restroom and did bring in our disinfectants and such. It really was funny when half the people at that park had on masks and half didn’t.
It was cool to see baseball fields that Hubby actually played on as a kid. He also spoke of other stories that I will leave there at that field that most teenagers have of secluded parks through out lands here in American and throughout the world.
We then drove back through Santa Monica before heading to Down Town Los Angeles for a quick drive through town. That was the fastest I have ever traveled on that stretch of the 10 freeway, ever!
Here are a few more of the sights we saw before we got to Los Angeles.
The drive from Santa Monica to Los Angeles was quick! I didn’t time it, but it was less than a L.A. “be there in ‘twenty‘” that took two hours. It was nice to be able to snap a few shots from the freeway as I was always driving when I lived in this area and could never take a photo going down the highway. At least I don’t remember ever doing it.
We arrived in DTLA around 11:30 AM. We had been on our trip for almost three hours. I hopped out of the car a few times to snap photos of familiar sights in my mid 30’s and 40’s. Fondly, I remember working on the 9th floor at 400 South Hope St for PRG and stared at the US Bank building as I entered data into the computer. Also, the library is where I took my kids on the weekends as it was free and they did have a Panda Express inside. It truly is a special place for me as that was the first place that I lived and worked where I felt alone. Not alone in the way you are thinking. I was free or prying eyes and oppressive people in my life. I always felt like my life as it is now, began there, I started to develop who I was and am today.
I could have spent all day there but I was worn out. It was time to tap-out and say “Uncle!”Until next time Los Angeles, you will always be my home and I will always come home like a moths need to get to the light.
Our total trip was less than 6 hours start to finish. It was just what I needed and it will keep my creative juices flowing. I will be taking it easy for the next few days as I will need to recover from this little excursion but know that recovery time will not be as bad. We just got pool privileges back this past Friday and have already had my first work out! Time to get stronger, again. This week, I plan to work on the website to work out the bugs between WordPress and Vistaprint. This should be fun and should bring out my inner gangster…story to follow I am sure…
Thank you, dear reader for stopping by. I hope that you had relaxing weekend where ever in the world you were. To any of you out there traveling now that the Stay At Home Orders are being relaxed, if you are going somewhere, get there. Be safe and hugs!