Well, school is all over, and I'm no longer in L.A. I wanted to stay, but no apartment buildings or complexes had anything open for at least two weeks at a price I could afford - except for one in a bad part of town that was literally the size of a closet. I couldn't see staying and wasting a bunch of money on hotels, and I didn't feel comfortable asking anyone if I could sleep on their couch for two weeks or more. There was one place that was a room in a woman's house, but . . . I just really wanted to get my own place. I may take up Sarah on her suggestion that I buy a little house in the mountains when I go back. So . . .
I'm back in Indiana. I am utterly wiped out and need some time to rest and regroup. Sarah, I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to meet, but it will happen! I loved L.A. and got a great vibe there. It wasn't at all like the horror stories I've heard. A guy even offered me a tire gauge at a gas station while we were respectively filling up our tires and vacuuming our cars. Never experienced that in a big city before.
AND I got hit on pretty much wherever I went. So naturally I want to go back.
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LOL!! I can't think of a better reason why you'd want to return to LA! :-)
Big cities always carry a tawdry reputation that is sometimes unwarranted. London's the same. There are always little daily acts of kindness that make working and living here bearable!
Enjoy resting and regrouping! Take care
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AND I got hit on pretty much wherever I went.
They obviously have good taste there!
Hah! Thank you both!
Indiana sounds so much more fun than Throtton-on-the-Whopple.
Throtton-on-the-Whopple?
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