Part 3: The colours of Los Angeles
There are two things that really stood out to me when I finally touched down in the City of Angels. The first thing I noticed is that crime is not rife in the streets and there are no running gun-battles or gang warfare occupying every corner. Although I did have a chance meeting with a small band of Hispanic gentlemen in a back alley, when photographing some urban decay, my ‘Gang’ encounter proved to be harmless enough.
Second was the legendary freeway traffic, which is probably the worst thing about visiting LA. The 405 Freeway being the worst. To my misfortune I discovered why they call it the 405. Your average speed on this freeway is approximately 4 – 5 miles per hour, and it takes 4 – 5 hours to get where you’re going, even if it’s only across town. Los Angeles suburban sprawl puts Melbourne to shame. Its suburban outer limits stretch for dozens of miles in most directions and it can take hours to traverse them.
Despite this, I actually warmed to life in LA LA Land. At heart, I’m just a big kid, so spending time in a city which thrives on children’s theme parks certainly appealed to my inner child.