Los Angeles: Heavy light!
To go from Montreal to LA at this time of year is like changing planets…
I was in Budget’s parking lot and already high from the sun and subtle ocean wind. Imagine when we arrived in Santa Monica…
In my field the sense of smell is your number one tool, so all the fragrances of spring
tangled with sweet blooming perfumes just hit me like a ton of…bliss.
Their winter is not really what we call winter in Quebec, but it’s a change of seasons.
Unlike the first week of mild weather in Montreal, where it’s as if the whole city celebrates the end of some kind of war…
I am sure I will shock a few souls when I say that Los Angeles does not exude a specific personality. It’s big, bright and powerful, but so car-oriented that humans seem a little lost. Here, you don’t choose to walk in order to get somewhere faster and you don’t elbow your way in a crowd like you do in New-York.
If New-York is a state of mind, LA is an attitude…
LA seems to struggle a little to fit in her tight economic new dress, but I am not worried
LA is full of green and creative…Californians!
