Towards the end of my time living in LA, I began to feel remorseful for all of the wonderful things in the area I hadn’t yet taken the time to see. One of those was Watts Towers, a defining monument of local significance in South Central LA.
Thuggish1: Hey y’all lost or something?
Me: Yeah, we’re trying to get to Watts Towers, it’s close to here right?
Thuggish2: yeah its right down the street
Chris: down 112th or something right?
Thuggish2: no no, you don’t want to take that way, 103rd can get you
As all of us (with serious interest!) begin to deliberate the most parsimonious way to Watts Towers, a police cruiser who observes the situation stops dead in the street and rolls down its window, all 6 of us look over at the cop for about a second and then get back to the situation at hand)
Thuggish2: yeah man, its just on the other side of the park
Me: Cool, thanks a lot guys, appreciate it
Thuggish1: Na man its cool y’all came to check it out, don’t see too
many white dudes on bike around here especially
Luke: haha, yeah especially ones that look like us, have a good one!
Continuing to ignore the cop, the 6 of us part ways. I left out how my friend Luke has a “space bike” and resembles something of a Terry Gilliam character when riding; we got lots of funny looks in the residential areas.