OK, so here’s the thing, for all my world travels, the only time I had ever really been to Southern California was when I was around 8 years old. My aunt and uncle lived in San Diego and we went for a visit. My parents took my sisters and I to Disneyland for a quick day trip. I remember almost nothing about that day except getting VERY sick on the tea cup ride. SO … my idea of Southern California was created entirely in Hollywood.
Sitcoms, movies and my imagination all conspired to have me believe that the whole area called “Los Angeles” was flat and practically one gigantic neighborhood with sections for the very rich (Beverly Hills), the ultra yuppie (Valley Girls), the beach-types (Fast Times at Ridgemont High and a variety of sitcoms like Two and a Half Men) … stuff like that. Heck … you could practically WALK from Pasadena to Malibu right??
Then my guy, who grew up in the San Fernando Valley, took me out there to show me where he grew up and the Los Angeles area I spent three days having all my ideas blown to smithereens. (I’ve always wanted to use the word smithereens in a blog).
NOW I understand CHiPs! NOW I understand Emergency! (Remember those oldies but goodies?) NOW I wonder why there aren’t more TV shows like that … maybe it’s because with all the traffic and the whole area being so gosh-darned spread out like that how could they possibly FILM IT??
I can’t help but wonder what other wonders of the world are completely wrong in my head. I guess I better get out there and start exploring!