Hello Sunshine.

Los Angeles is an anomaly to my East Coast sensibilities.  The sun shines all the time around here.  Every street corner seems to be a strip mall with a palm tree entrance.  The cars are so shiny!  Luxury models in shades of metallic.   The Pacific Ocean stretches along, reaching in towards the coastal highways that weave up and down the shore.  

I think I need to digest.  I am overwhelmed and enamored and repulsed all at the same time.