Friday, 12 December 2008

Tuesday: GoGo to Los Angeles

Thank you so much for all your wonderful and supportive comments, I replied to them all here.

I do hope that you know how I am so impressed by all of you. You're all amazing and truly kind and decent people, and you make me feel (even with all the random flukes and luck that is thrown at me) truly lucky, and incredibly grateful.

I'm not sure this post will be as interesting as last, but I'm trying to see whether I can truly record everything. Life isn't always an interesting blog post, but hopefully you may tune in from time to time to catch up.

Thanks,

Love Caitlin.

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I had spent most of the night, after the awards ceremony, packing my battered red bag, which I bought with Ben once in San Francisco at Ross - good times, so when my Ikea Alarm Clock started clanging in it's 'I look like an old fashioned clock, but I'm actually brand new, so I'm hip and secretly pathetic, Fight Club' style, it didn't take me long to shake off the little sleep I dived into and prepare for the "Great Journey To The West!"

I wore a long white-sleeved shirt that had been given to me the night before by a lady I have never met. She was a resident artist at the National Arts Club, and she couldn't make the presentation because she was to be in Cambodia at the time, so she sent me the shirt and the sweetest card. It made me feel very special, and the shirt was very beautiful (the word Hope was hand painted in Cambodian).

As I proudly rolled my bag (I had finally packed my bag appropriately!) to the elevator and then out to the street, I was relieved to see that my driver hadn't rushed off without me, he did, however, talk a lot, and he had opinions about everything.

"Don't trust these show business people, they are only ever after one thing, you know? You should find yourself someone who works, you know? A banker, or a lawyer, or, you know, any kind of work, you know? If they are 40 years old (I realized he was probably 40 years old or so), that is better for you, then a 20 year old, you know? They have lived and worked hard..."

I nodded and agreed with him, but I could not wait to get out of the car and escape his long speeches. At some points, he became quite taken with his views against my life and his voice rose to the point of almost yelling. I could imagine him being quite violent at home, or at least very demanding and full of expectations. I felt that the car was Cuba and my driver was Castro. "Why won't you die!?!?"

I still tipped him very well, "Thank you very much, miss, I appreciate it," and happily walked up to the Self-Service stations at the American Airlines section of JFK.

I like American Airlines because they are a part of the One World program, and my silly life has moved my Bronze Qantas Card membership up to a Gold Card and no matter what class I am in, if I get Priority Access, I always feel a little thrill of happiness. I like to appreciate these things, I hope I never forget to appreciate them.

My colleague, who would be traveling with me, wanted to be put on the waiting list for Business Class, but the Self-Service Station could only handle so much confusion, and eventually a lady led me to the Business Class check-in. The lady behind the desk told me the plane was full, it didn't bother me, and then I waited in the makeshift "lobby" for my colleague to arrive and check in.

He was impressed that I was actually on time, and I have to admit, so was I. I have now been through enough close calls and missed planes to arrive at the right time.

We passed easily through Security. I gave the back-of-a-fellow-passengers head the Evil Eye after she pushed my bag along the conveyor belt. I don't actually mind that she touched my stuff, she was just being helpful, but sometimes it's fun to smirk at the fact that I even bothered to move my facial muscles when nobody saw it. I think I like it, because it's totally private. Very rarely does anyone notice. I like that. I like being anonymous.

I bought 2 greasy salted pretzels before I got on the plane, they were very good, but afterward they made me feel awful. I think I must find out exactly what products my body cannot manage, because it gave me the worst stomach ache on the plane. Then again, I really shouldn't be totally surprised that pretzels were a bad choice for breakfast.

The annoying thing about planes though, is that no matter what I eat or don't eat, my stomach always ends up becoming bloated and sore. It makes me wonder if it just can't handle the change in altitude.

Does anyone else suffer from this? It's very annoying.

That's why I would prefer to always journey by car. Sure, I can't drive and the wrong type of car can be particularly bad for the environment, but I want to see what I travel past, I don't want to look over head and squint. It is beautiful though, and the closer you get to the West and its Mountain Ranges, the easier it is to understand how the Tectonic plates work (even though most were most likely exit points for hot lava). The mountains look like cracks in mud that has dried in the sun, and you can easily see how the world will develop from high up. I'm sure it's a marvelous sight from space.

I hadn't let myself look out the window from a plane across America for a long time, because I spent a great deal of time looking outside my window when I first started traveling, and I found the surface of America very dull and dry and baron. Now, after losing my ignorance, I thoroughly enjoy watching the plains pass by. Speaking of Homophones, I saw a small red plane zoom past us as we were traveling. Sure, it's a common sight, but it excited me and made me think of that awesome picture that is often forwarded through email of the Boeing 747 getting ready to crash into a passengers window.

Ahem, planes crashing isn't funny.

The only good thing about American Airlines is the fact that they have GoGo on their plane. I was able to reply emails and watch some videos from 40,000 feet in the air, and that made me happy. I remember reading an article in Times about their development, and to actually see it come into fruition made me happy with the world, especially the good people in the Technology part of it.

Finally, a new thing that one day we'll wonder how we ever lived out. The world's a-changing. Change is a sweet sadness.

We finally arrived in sunny Los Angeles at 1pm, my colleague got a rental car and we began the fairly familiar journey to The Standard.

For the first time, in a long time, I was actually happy to be in Los Angeles. Not only was it warm, but my attitude had changed about it. For the last year or so, I was living with this big chip on my shoulder about how Evil Los Angeles is, and I am not exactly wrong, Los Angeles contains a lot of Evil, but I finally worked out how to work it. Some people think that you have to change who you are when you live in Los Angeles, that's easy, but not true, what's hard is to understand how it works and to resist resisting, and simply be yourself, but Hollywood style. Everyone loves someone who is unique and refreshing, but they also don't mind if it happens to be packaged easily too. I realized the game they play a few weeks ago, and I felt fully prepared to embrace it and enjoy it.

I took a lot of photos of simple things that intrigued me from the car, and after I had been adamant that the only suitable thing to do would be to drive straight to an In-N-Out Burger and taste sweet West Coast goodness, we went to The Grove (yay, Steve Grove shout-out right here, that will never get old for me) and I had a good long phone call with Brooke, she is a strong young lady, outside of the Apple store, we went to Kiehl's and I picked up some good quality luxuries for a fairly decent price.

I then dragged my unwilling colleague into a Kmart to buy my favourite line of foundation, Maybelline New York, (if I was going to play the game, I needed the right materials) and got very annoyed at him when we returned to the car to see the windows wide open. Brooke had recently been robbed and as much as I like to trust the good nature of people, I do not want to test it. That, to me, is just common sense.

We finally checked in to The Standard, and after a few awkward moments (caused by...ahem, that guy) with the man at the front desk, I decided to smile a lot and he checked me in first.

It's hard to describe exactly how I felt when I checked into my room. Though I am appalled that the rooms cost so much, the familiar lay out and the sweet decor of the room warmed my heart, because for a second, I felt home. I quickly regained consciousness and realized the silliness of the setting. I should be anywhere but here, but it would only be for four days, I could allow myself a relapse into my old ways for that, and plus, it wasn't on me. I'd be broke. Again.

I settled in for the night, working out (for the first time in probably 3 months) and watching videos at the same time, and slowly fulfilled my duties and sunk into the big, cold bed.

Hello, Los Angeles. It's me, Caitlin.

- The Long-Winded Typer and The Apologies for a Pointless Blog

14 comments:

GeminiDragon said...

Don't be so hard on yourself:P I read tons of blogs, and none of them have the personality and sparkle that yours do!

This was an especially interesting for me, as I'll be temporarily moving to LA in the next couple of months. I was actually wondering if you maybe had any advice for someone who's never been there before. I've been to California a few times, but always to San Francisco.

Anyway, I love your blogs and look forward to the next entry!

SourNotHardcore said...

Damn you write a lot! Lol.

Chris in the Studio said...

OMG your life is boring.

Hint:sarcasm

Brent said...

I'm so very happy that you decided to like and embrace "Evil Los Angeles", but I'm particularly glad that you chosen the East Coast and NYC as your home base.

The Big Apple suits you to a T, where the laid-back, cynical life-style of L.A., would greatly crush your spirit and sunny outlook.

Great, now I'm starting to sound like that highly-opinionated, 40-something driver you had to endure, en route to the airport.

:D

HeyRadialMoon said...

Hey Caitlin,
Congrats on your Medal of Honor! Well deserved! Those folks at the NAC know an influential and original talent when they see one.

Your last two blogs have been extraordinary. Both could be seen as short stories in the literary sense. There is a unique and engaging style to your writing.

I hope you have a fun and productive stay in La-La land. Don't forget the sunglasses, resist
the resistance and all that.

One more thing. Awkward moment? That guy? I was nowhere near Los Angeles on Tuesday!

Travel safe! Tim

Jodi said...

This is the first time for me visiting your blog. I enjoy it a lot and will try to visit now and read all the updates. You really have a great style of writing. You describe things in a great way. It adds a different dimension to your personality you show to people. I want all the best for you and I hope the changes you are making in your life are the path to victory.

Dizzknee said...

This time of year it's nice to visit L.A., especially if you're coming from Toronto, or New York. The cold is really setting in now and it's nice to warm up a bit. I'll be arriving on Monday and staying for the week. Five studios in 4 days...and the MPAA. It seems I won't have much time to relax and enjoy the weather.

I empathize with your views on L.A. I've had some really fun times there as well as some of the shittiest moments. And perhaps you do run into more egos than in other professions, but you also meet some great people. It kind of pisses me off when I hear stories like the one you told about your driver spouting off about "show business" types. As I said, there definitely is some ego there, but I know a lot of awesome people in this business that work really hard. I guess those are the ones cab drivers don't hear as much about, but they're great and I'm very proud to call them my colleagues.

I get like that on planes a lot of the time too. I never really thought about it very much, but maybe it is the altitude change that does it. I'm not afraid of flying at all, unlike some other people I know, (although I admit to getting a little nervous when we're about to touch-down). So maybe it is just the altitude....or perhaps the stress of the trip, depending on the nature of it...business or pleasure. Unfortunately, I anticipate being pretty stressed on Monday morning. :~/

I'm glad you had a great time in L.A. and gosh, I haven't been in a Kmart for a really long time.

-Earle : )

Simon said...

"Change is a sweet sadness" so true

To me, L.A. and it's people are like film sets, mostly fake facades - some have something different behind them, some have nothing. I also find that despite the high level of production, the creative ideas and talent all seem to come from somewhere else.

- Thank You for another interesting post.

tarsi210 said...

See, even the "standard" blog entry can be intriguing. Lucky you for getting Qantas Gold, although given their recent rash of bad planes and broken equipment, I'd be very, very cautious about flying with them right now.

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james said...

Ah I’m finding your little narratives quite entertaining.

The thing that always strikes me about L.A. is the stark contrast between the sparkle of Beverly Hills and the decay of areas like South Central. It’s a reminder of how the glitter of dreams and decadence can obscure the shadows of desperation. Ok that sounds much darker than I intended.

Anyway, I’ve made the journey from the east to west and back several times both by plane and automobile, and watching the terrain slowly change is always fascinating. I must say, though, that I find taking a car much more enjoyable. Sure it takes 5 times as long, but it actually feels like a bona-fide journey, one in which you carry yourself rather than simply being carried. It’s true that once you are outside of the cities, America is a whole lot of nothing, and the middle part of the country can be particularly barren, but it is that emptiness of the open road that makes traveling it such a liberating experience.

-James

piratasocial said...

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Anarina said...

where are the australia updates, Miss Around the World and Sore Toes and Thighs?

im'mature said...

What you wrote about frequent flyer status was oddly beautiful. :o)

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