The alternate title for this piece would be “Travel Thursday: A Midwesterner’s Guide To A Place He Feels Inferior To In Every Way But Still Braves Because It’s Simply Sublime.” While glossy, shimmery, shiny Los Angeles continues to make me feel like a potato, the sights, sounds, smells, and borderline frenetic energy that permeates the city makes it impossible to not feel alive when visiting.
On my most recent trip I was actually pummeled by a rare L.A. rainstorm, but was still the happiest potato around, and I want to spread the good word for anyone considering taking a trip Los Angeles, and for the sake of this post, Venice Beach specifically. My husband and I stayed in Venice Beach and found the area to be a city within a city – an enclave with just the right balance of action and opportunities for reprieve.