Stalking pedestrians in parking lots all the way to their parking spaces. Adding a quarter-hour extra time for finding a meter. Amassing tickets for crowding residential driveways... All to avoid walking two blocks in the city. Why?Instead, I'm walking in L.A., I'm walking in L.A.! As the Missing Persons sing the outlaw irony of “Nobody walks in L.A.” But I figure that I'm fit and young and my legs are powerful and pain-free. I don’t avoid walking. Someday it may hurt and I may use a cane. But that's not today and every step reminds me of how grateful and efficient I am. Read on…






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