But you sure as hell can’t take Chicago out of the girl.
I’ve been a Chicago transplant in LA for just a little over a week now, and it has somewhat been a bit of a culture shock.
In all honesty, I have been completely surprised by what it’s like here. Being from Chicago – a huge, metropolitan Mecca of awesomeness – my conception of LA was a city filled with trendy, glamorous people who have city flair mixed with ocean breeze.
Now it may have completely to do with where exactly I’m located, because I’ve noticed that if you drive just five minutes in any direction it’s like you’re in a different country, but my conceptions of LA quickly turned into misconceptions as I have been out and about these past few days.
For starters, there are way more surfer dudes than trendy people. And when I say surfer dudes, I mean exactly what you see in the movies. Guys who refer to each other as “man”, “dog”, and “dude” actually do exist. (I’m not exaggerating; I was walking around Venice and actually heard a conversation with those terms)
Then there are the retail workers and just people in general for the most part; they’re not friendly! I can count on one hand the number of people who have smiled at me since I’ve been here. In Chicago, even if the retailers are a little grumpy, they at least ask how you are doing when you come to the counter. Nope, not here in the City of Angels. I’ve been having to ask the cashiers how THEY are doing first, and I’m lucky if they ask how I am in return! Nuts, crazy, ludicrous. How hard is it to smile back at me people?!
The nicest people I’ve met so far are the retirees at my local beach. They are so, so cute! When I get the chance to fit in a beach walk in the AM, they always smile and say good-morning! I guess I’ll just go make friends with them. Maybe they’ll take me in and have a cute son (jk, I’m in a man-hater phase right now).
Anywho, I don’t mean to sound like I’m being rude to good ole LA. I’m not. And I’m well aware I have much more to see, maybe more people to meet, and many adventures to go on while I’m here that will live up to every expectation (hopefully). BUT, LA, you have a lot to live up to. So far you’re no Chicago, and I can’t see my love for my city of my Chicago ways (and apparently accent) dwindling any time soon.
I’ll keep you updated on how my transition into LA is going, but in the meantime, please enjoy some of the sights and activities I’ve been doing since here in LA!