We made it! The journey was lengthy and more-than-once frustrating from Lima to DC (via New York, with enough hours in JFK to last a lifetime), but after twelve exciting days in Peru we’re finally back breathing the oxygen-rich air of le District.
But I still have ~3 Cali posts to knock out! So here are my snaps from my first ever (and all-too-brief) stop in Los Angeles. I took the Pacific Surfliner train from San Diego while the sun set, which was a treat in-and-of-itself. (Don’t worry, I took pictures even though it’s almost always a bad idea to take pictures through a dirty/scuffed up train window. And– spoiler alert!– I did the same thing on our train to Machu Picchu so you have twice the subpar train window pics to look forward to!)
Megan graciously drove the astonishing two hours from Santa Monica to fetch me at [a bar near] Union Station (it took only twenty minutes to get back [shocked/pained emoji]. I’d heard tell of the infamous LA traffic but still found this unbelievable…), then we grabbed dinner at a pizza place in SM. She had work the next day, but her Venice apartment was just a short walk from Abbot Kinney Boulevard (and ultimately Venice Beach), so I was easily occupied until it was time for my midday flight to San Francisco. I found it all very happenin’. Will definitely need to make it a longer stop next time :).