I found the courthouse today, and parked nearby, adjacent to the Queen of Angels Cathedral. I walked over, and was told that, no, it wasn’t the correct place at all, but Hill Street was only a few blocks away.
Once I got onto Hill Street I realized that the security guard had spoken the truth, but failed to mention that Courthouse #2 was actually at the far end of downtown—beyond the jewelry district, beyond Staples Center. So I ended up walking miles to get where I needed to go; there was a point beyond which I figured it would take just as long to go retreive the car, and then I’d have to pay twice to park it.
Yeah. I was tempted to take a cab back the thirty blocks or whatever, but we don’t really have cabs in L.A. So that saved me money, too. And I got a terrific workout, some fabulous pics of Los Angeles landmarks, a few story ideas, a large blister, and a slight sunburn.
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Research? Street cred? Should we get “Free LMA” t-shirts printed up?
I been FRAMED!
That’s what they all say.
Maybe “Free AG” t-shirts instead. That way we can also sell them when the Dems get Gonzales.
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