And all next week. And maybe the week after. And when you’re not biking you’ll be busing. But never the car. Or at least only rarely.
Sure I’m double dang happy to have this new 9-to-5 gig , but let me not kid around: getting there and back these first two days has prvien itself to be un dolor gigante en las nalgas. Given the state of gridlock that exists in the westside basin there’s just no stressless way to go from Silver Lake to south of Culver City by car at 8 a.m. If I’m not willing to A) Leave at 7:30 a.m. and B) still be at the mercy of the freeway crawl along the 101 to the 110 to the 10 to the 405 south — and I am not! — then I have to negotiate the trek via surface streets and the plain and simple truth is that I’m soooo not alone in doing that.
I may have thought that little Crenshaw-to-Rodeo-to-Jefferson was a great idea — and in theory or at 11 a.m. it is — but today the westbound lanes of Rodeo were backed-up all the way back to La Brea from where Rodeo and Jefferson conjunct.
It’s a sad state of affairs when it’s quicker for me to whip a U-turn go back to La Brea, up to Stocker and over to La Cienega and down to Centinela and then back up toward Culver City then it is to go several blocks on Rodeo. But then again, I’m one of those drivers who’d rather be moving than standing still. I go crazy idling for any obstruction (especially one of which there seemed no relief in sight) and would gladly go the looooong way around it just as long as I’m moving and air is flowing over the gills. Like a shark.
An even better way to keep the gills oxygen-enriched is to chuck the four wheels for two — something I’d obviously been planning to do, but not until next week or the week after. To give me a little time to settle in. It’s going to be an unrepentant joy to zip passed all those backed up cars on Rodeo tomorrow morning.
Watch though: the street will be devoid of delays.