It’s 9 pm and I am melting in my Koreatown apartment. The windows are open and I can hear children playing and Mexican horn music outside. This far away from the ocean, there’s hardly ever a breeze so we rely heavily on fans to keep us cool and to drown out the sounds of the outdoors. Usually it’s just a lot of cars honking but occasionally there’s something more wild, like a 45 minute rap battle that I was witness to (from the comfort of my kitchen).
But guess what! I don’t have to worry about all that nonsense anymore because I am moving to West LA! Carolyn and I found a great little place in the Palms area, which is much more quiet and a lot closer to the beach. The location is great for commuting, and once the new metro line is finished we will be able to take the train to Santa Monica and downtown. Plus, there’s all new appliances and it’s CLEAN.
Check it out:
These are just some quick snaps I took on my phone to send to my mom, but you get the idea.
I am SO excited to move into our new place and make it feel like “home.” Ever since I decided to move to LA back in January, I haven’t felt like I’ve been able to put down any roots anywhere. I feel like a drifter with only enough possessions to fill up a mid-size sedan. But now I have a place to call my own, with my very own parking spot. I can’t wait to get some furniture and DECORATE THIS BITCH.
Are there things I’ll miss about Koreatown? Ehhhhh…I guess I’ll miss the multitude of signs in Korean and Spanish that I see every day. I have no idea what restaurants or shops they are advertising for, but I enjoy the sense that adventure is in every weird corner store or behind a window covered in food posters.
But for the most part, I am not a fan of Koreatown. It’s dirty and loud and the parking situation is ridiculous. During my frequent walks to and from my car (usually 3+ blocks away), I have encountered dirty old mattresses, stray dogs eating garbage, and people sleeping on the sidewalk. It’s just weird. And though I don’t necessarily feel unsafe here, I also don’t need gang members spray-painting their symbols on the side of my apartment building. Ja feel?