To state the obvious, LA is not Bellingham. Here are a few things I’ve learned or noticed so far…
- Intersections without a green arrow are common, which means you’ll only get to where you’re going if you go on a red light. Period.
- I don’t have to melt my coconut oil in the microwave…it’s always ready in liquid form.
- Even in the dumpiest of areas, you’ll probably find at least one rose bush thriving. They’re everywhere!
- Here we are in August, and it’s getting dark around 7:45 PM! We like it because it helps us get to bed earlyish. (As in, 10:30 or 11:00.)
- Paying more attention in high school Spanish would be paying off right about now.
- When going to the community laundry room, it is recommended that you bring your laundry, detergent, and quarters. I’m not sure I’ve had a laundry run happen in one trip yet. I always forget one of the three essentials the first time.
- Interstate 5 is not “I-5” here. It is “the 5″.
- Turning the nozzle to cold for the last bit of my shower gives me a couple extra sweat-free minutes afterward. Just barely enough time to apply deodorant.
- The scent of marijuana is gradually becoming as familiar as that of cigarette smoke.
- There appear to be as many doughnut shops here as there are coffee shops back in Washington. Which stinks for a gluten free person.
- Bare feet do not work on blacktop.
More installments coming in the future, I’m sure. =)