LA wasn't all freeways and billboards, however. There were also periods spent sampling city life. I found myself living on Alvarado Street just across the street from MacArthur Park, a sprawling urban park that was a welcome escape from the rigors of the freeway. Watching these older men playing chess was definitely a change of pace from charging along at highway speeds. I also went down to San Juan Capistrano where I observed two young boys who were enthralled not with swallows (who hadn't arrived yet), but with this white dove.
