Made it to the Village Bakery in L.A. and am overjoyed to just be sitting with my americano. I'm a little worried about the air being a general shade of gray (I pondered and didn't see any other color being better: yellow - no; brown - yuck, and blue - just weird). Traffic was good for an adrenaline generating thrill, but before that part there was the windmills.
The windmills by Palm Springs are so cool! Looking at them reminds me of huge flowers or a steampunk landscape. The wind what is pushing all those blades makes for a rough ride on a motorcycle though. Thankfully the windy part didn't last too long.
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