One day in Los Angeles
Today I will talk about his first day in the US - in Los Angeles. In my plans to visit Disneyland, explore the city center, stroll through the poor neighborhoods of East Los Angeles, as well as on the famous Hollywood Boulevard and Beverly Hills.
All my impressions of this city and of this country are the first (I was not there before and did not have in the United States the possibility to compare different parts of them). In addition, the last day I flew out of Sydney, which is a model city inhabited by a model of the Australian nation.
The first view from the window - Hollywood Boulevard and the stars with the names of celebrities. In Los Angeles, I have been waiting for housing problems, as small hotels in Hollywood are filled, and stay in the Hilton or in a motel 30 miles from the city, I could not afford. The solution became a wonderful hostel with a bunk for $ 30 and the company of American youth, arrived to storm Hollywood.
Great guys, but hurt and handsome with a limited range of interests, unfortunately. Well, they will succeed in the movie and the role of Superman. I am also here are the morning muscular negros in the soul hurt. Therefore, American breakfast, and the fresh air.
Food from the station "Hollywood Hills" to "Seventh Central" - in neboskrebnuyu part of the city. American underground ... well, as in every Sunday morning subway transports eccentrics, working with night shifts, spree youth. Americans - a civilized nation - and therefore do not like to get into the frames to an unknown photographer, so many things have to write the words.
The city center is deserted. Is rare vagrant wake up on the sidewalks. But on this point later - when he will fill the inhabitants of Los Angeles.
In the meantime, I get in the bus to Disneyland. Here the first surprise of the day. Who do you expect to see in the expression of "Los Angeles - Disneyland" Sunday morning. I, too: young happy family, happy kids, tourists ... the bus dozen sullen Mexicans, I and one Native American. I look at that person and understand: before me the reincarnation of Hunter S. Thompson, or in the worst case of Charles Manson wannabe. A man breaking the drug. What is he doing! He undresses, throws things on the floor, dressed again, remove their shoes, lubricates the feet with cream swathes of toilet paper, pulls the white socks! Now he pulled out a pistol, machine gun, and then all of us cover! However, Well it pre-empt.
Mexicans complain to the driver on the stench emanating from the insane feet. Mexican driver politely asked to pull his shoes, but a madman in response pokes him in the face tattoos on the heel (something like our "For VDV"). For the driver stands up African American (sic) and, without waiting for the secondary demonstration fatal tattoo has a madman's jaw. From hitting the man turns around and falls flat on the floor, slicing through the skin under the eye and spattering blood of my shoes. Black man drags his feet on the pavement and doing leg ...
Stop! This is California, huh? I'm going to Disneyland? .. 15 minutes later arriving forces of law and order. I think they absolutely nothing to do. The first flies howling two fire engines, followed by resuscitation, and then patrol, but the sheriff. Patrol briefly interrogates the driver approaches us and commercials with a grin: "You've seen nothing, guys, right?" Of course. I think it was worth all there to pour the victim of a fire engine, but no: placed on a cart, and a hospital.
We will wait until the next bus and half an hour on the site. Addict here's all the same would not get: at the entrance examination of hand luggage and a ticket worth $ 80.
vivid childhood memory: "Disney on Fridays" and "Disney on Sundays" - the good old cartoons, and in the intro happy faces, stunning colors, magic castles, and all this in the magical country of Disney.
That's true. Outside the gates of the park plays an old American music. I find myself in a candy, plush city. I'm glad Goofy and Mickey and Mini, and gay people are cutting the dense crowd to the attractions.
There are several dozen, and, of course, it's all child's play. Here is one of them. We sit down in the boat and go on a dangerous journey through the jungle. We have an experienced guide, but on the banks, on the ruins of the temples are not asleep, tigers and crocodiles, rhinoceroses pursue Aboriginal Indian whistling arrows.
According to Disneyland is pleasant to walk and watch the performances and ride the children's rides and fulfill a childhood dream.
Yet this is America. I think the ratio of attractions to fast food establishments with 1 to 3. By noon, most of the visitors is captured huge sandwiches for $ 8 apiece and buckets with cola.
This manner of food, of course, leaves its mark on the appearance of the Americans. Many visitors have to suffer from excess weight. However, up to half of them Mexicans, they are nice and huge portions of its delicious food.
And another observation in the park and around the city has done a lot for the convenience of guests in wheelchairs. From this room a lot of them on the streets and in the park itself, but that's most of them - quitters. People have legs, and the legs are of more or less, but is much easier to press the button, sitting in an easy chair.
But the carping away. People here enjoy, and should partake of it.
Of course, the advertising opportunities. Disneyland - it's not just about fairy tales and the past, but also about the future. The creators of "Tomorroulenda" it is seen with cars, "Honda", the ideal kitchen from "Microsoft" and kiberstrelyalkami.
But enough. I leave Disneyland and already without incident an hour later get into a revived downtown Los Angeles.
I think, five or six dozen high-rise buildings in the downtown. To the east are adjacent to poor neighborhoods, followed by the airport and the industrial zone. From the west - Hollywood. Sunday, Main Street and Broadway, about four days. Rare car, rare passers-by everywhere singly or in groups of vagrants and madmen.
I walk around this town and do not really understand what was happening. Where coffee, full of clerks, bars full of young people. Emptiness and the poor. Beggars of all colors - white, black, Mexican. Some sleep, others rolled carts with belongings, digging in the trash, cardboard ripped off. Almost all talk to themselves, seeing the camera, turn to me with inappropriate questions, demanding money or asked to detail "go to the toilet."
Very dirty. It looks like the phone booth on Broadway, and below - the alley seems off from Main Street. I only bewilderment.
Skyscrapers without any border crossing into areas of concrete two-story barracks. Here, all the same, and to the beggars even added a group of black and Mexican youth, pushes in the shade.
Around the corner, 200 meters away from the glass and concrete high-rises, so that's outlets. The best Indian traditions. Trash any poshiba but popular - passers-by stopped, considering. Beside cheap clothing stores - synthetic T-shirts for a dollar and so forth.
I have been in different slums - in Mumbai, Jakarta and elsewhere. There are very poor, but very kind people. In Los Angeles, the atmosphere of aggression. From Camera people turn away, shouting something evil in the back. I do not see smiles, I do not see any activity - Mayat the sun.
To return to the center. I go on it for a long time and finally realize that it is a dead city. Perhaps the case in day off, and all working people spend it in their cottages. Should be so, but for example in Australia, the city constructed on the same principle, but I can not imagine the center of Sydney on Sunday in a poor condition.
guard walks the streets - it is not the police, and the "protection of the area." In the next picture social assistance - a tramp in a wheelchair with a huge cat in his arms complaining about the social worker, the bearings become loose.
Away! In Hollywood! But what to do - it's "one day" - and to this day in my carriage walks beggar. People turn away from him.
On Hollywood Boulevard tourists and mummers. Unfortunately, mummers, unlike Disneyenda not paid a salary, and they require very cheeky tip.
Mexicans fried hot dogs in shops - souvenirs and chewing gum at the corners - singers and musicians. I am reminded of the Thames in London and Edinburgh "Fringe," and Hollywood Boulevard in this comparison looks Provincial waterfront resort. But tourists like it, but it's okay.
I go to Beverly Hills, and here are two iconic buildings in the hundred paces from the stars on the sidewalk. First - rekrutatsionny Center of the US Army. The second - "Israeli Hollywood temple." Strangely enough, as far as I knew before, the Israeli temple alone, and it is in Jerusalem, and he destroyed many centuries.
Slight travel portion Boulevard ends and begin residential neighborhoods. Cozy streets diverge to the sides. For hedges are at home, and the farther I go, the more and more elegant they are. Someone moved, and here you are, books and furniture "for free". An hour later, most of the books have already been dismantled Hollywood residents.
Overall, Hollywood Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard and the City of Fairfax deserted, although women are walking with dogs and sweep convertibles with golden youth.
And all this from the hills admiring the owners of the world, enclosed mesh-netting.
Fast dark, and the streets appear dark personality. Incidents do not occur, but in their behavior a lot of aggression and fear, and do photography, I think unsafe. Therefore Beverly Hills leaving the next day, and to the most beautiful Italians. Here dusty bottles of wine and nice music and pizza and beer.
Heavy lifting in the hostel, followed by a party in the common room and vodka for free. But no strength, so sleep.