I recently visited the Los Angeles County Museum of Art on a “free Tuesday”. Everything was free except for the Frank Gehry exhibit. He’s an architect. Oh, and the food. That wasn’t free either. For the love of architecture, I was a little perturbed. It was $25 and I just can’t afford that right now. So, I figured the next best thing is to give myself a self-tour of his buildings on my own. After all, I live in L.A. He lives in L.A. So, no doubt, I would have carte blanche to see any of his buildings he built in L.A. There are a lot.
But this story isn’t about Frank Gehry. Or architecture.
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“Tomorrow we hike down to The Nazi Camp!” I tell my friend who has just flown in from Vancouver.
It’s Fall and she’s got to get out of the rain. L.A. is where she chooses to be for a few days. It’ll keep her warm, dry and a little bit happier to be somewhere different.
She scrunches up her nose at me mentioning the “Nazi”part; a typical reaction expected any time after Hitler let loose on the world. Nevertheless, after way too much rain, she’s up for anything. Especially a hike. Also, I sense she may be a tad curious.
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