Inspired by my blogging friend Priya of “Partial View”, who, in her blog post Of trees, shrubs and people, gave us a marvelous photographic essay of what she saw on her morning walk in her neighborhood (a former tea estate in India), I share photos taken from the window of the car driving to work one morning last week.
The only way to survive the commute in Los Angeles is to listen to the radio. Here for your listening pleasure is Chuck Berry performing in a French TV show.
Don’t be concerned, and don’t call the cops, I wasn’t taking photos from behind the wheel – although it is astonishing what some people manage to do while driving – I was a passenger: my carpool buddy Eric was driving. Eric and I are part of a small number of commuters in this city of the automobile who carpool to work. Our commute of thirteen miles along three freeways can take up to one hour. The 101/405 interchange is supposed to be the busiest in North America: in the morning rush hour it can take 30 minutes just to inch round the on-ramp onto the Freeway.
The photos are in the order I took them and have not been photo-shopped or enhanced in any way.