I have a love / hate relationship with Los Angeles.
I love the city itself, the amazing food and the fun diverse people you can and do meet. It’s everything people say it is when it comes to chasing your dreams, having to work hard to break through, and how it can galvanize your spirit.
I also hate the traffic.
Hate is putting it lightly.
Loathe. Loathe is a better word.
Victoria, British Columbia, Canada is about as different from Las Vegas as you can get.
Replace the fevered pace and twinkling lights of Las Vegas with the relaxed, open aired freedom and trees of Victoria — and you can see why it might shock your system a bit.
Vegas is 24/7. Victoria has closing times and last calls.
It is a much needed change of pace and it would serve as my first time to Canada.
I’m lucky in the fact that sometimes I get to travel for work. Not all the time, but sometimes I get to cover a sports event or a concert and get paid money for my troubles.
A quick trip to San Jose, California, didn’t seem like much at all when the assignment first came across my desk.
In fact, in the days leading up to my trip I tried to wiggle my way out. I had been slammed by work projects and really didn’t see the need for a quick one night turnaround.
Good thing I didn’t listen to my head, because I would have missed out on a fantastic restaurant, a wonderful train ride, and the clear blue skies of San Francisco.
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