Back in Los Angeles, and almost on cue the hills went up in flames to greet me. Or at least I hope it was a fire, ’cause if that wasn’t twenty miles of smoke that I drove through then the smog here has gotten about ten thousand times worse. And if it wasn’t enough that a natural disaster was here to welcome me, the hotel I’m staying in is not only surrounded by high walls topped with razor wire, but there are parking spots clearly marked as “Reserved for police”. As always the home of the movie industry finds all manner of ways to entertain.
"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell