LOS ANGELES — One of the first things I’ve learned since I’ve been in Los Angeles is that there must not be any driver’s education in the city or possibly the entire state. I’m not saying the people totally ignore the common rules of the road, but they may just not know them.
However, I can’t totally blame any of them after the experience of driving on I-105 going to Game 3 Friday. Let me rephrase that. Not driving, but slowly crawling to the arena. I don’t understand how they are still allowed to be called expressways after it took me an hour to go 15 miles.
So it would totally make sense that people who live half their day stuck in traffic would look to find any way possible to get out of it as quickly as possible. Even if that means breaking a traffic law or 10.
But as bad as the traffic was Friday night going into the city, it was totally different Saturday morning when I headed North up the Pacific Coast Highway. The only menace then were bicycle riders who thought they owned the road. Besides that, my entire ride to Malibu was smooth as can be.
Once again, I was told that I had to visit Paradise Cove if I was going to be in the area. I’ve never been to a place that has so many places “you have to visit” to get the true L.A. experience.
But it was an awesome eatery on he beach with a great view of the coast line. My breakfast of Belgium waffles, eggs and bacon was tasty as I sat watching people paddle board, swim and just enjoy the weather.
My biggest mistake was not bringing any sandals. So I had to walk on the beach in my Nike sneakers. Not the best way to blend in with the locals.