My LA

“The city of L.A.”
It was Saturday morning. I woke up with the light of the sun. I was getting ready to go to Downtown in Los Angeles. I left my house passing all kinds of restaurants. From McDonalds, Burger King, Panda, In-N-Out, Jack in the box, and Pescado Mojado. Going in the freeway was the worst. Cars here and there, some go slow and fast, there is even accidents that slow down the traffic. It took 1 hour to get there.
As soon as we got there I saw all the cardboard boxes, trash on the streets, bums standing on the corner begging for money, homeless eating, sleeping, and talking to their friends. The streets smelled like sewer, pigeons flying everywhere trying to find food, homeless trying to find anything to smoke. It just makes me sick sometimes looking at what goes on in the city. I walk through downtown looking at the colorful clothes they have, hats, shoes, accessories, people screaming and talking, footsteps everywhere. I smell cigarettes, sewer water, trash, and all the garbage on the streets. I walk into this store, the clothes were well organized, everything was clean, employees were nice, it was well taken care of. I walked out and began to discover everything that goes on.
Walking through different alleys made me wonder how people live here. It was dirty everywhere, it just made me feel dirty but clean at the same time. The food was okay, it was well served, well cooked, and well organized on the plate. We stopped to eat at a Mexican restaurant on the corner of 4th street. I was tired and decided it was time to go. I went back to the parking spot, looking at all the people, homeless here and there, drunk ones laying on the floor, bums asking for money, police passing out tickets, cars going everywhere, ice cream man selling ice cream, pigeons flying everywhere, it was a busy street.
Back on the freeway we went. It was another day in which I saw how people live in. As soon as I got to the valley I saw the difference, it was clean, not much trash, not many homeless, streets were clean, not a busy city. Each time I think about it, I rather stay and live in the valley. I’m used to the environment and the people.
I will live and die in the city of L.A.