After Mighty Camp (recap soon) I drove two hours to hang out with my old friend Phil in Los Angeles, and he showed me around for a day.
As we were driving through Encino I rolled my window down.
“Is it too hot?” he asked and reached for the air conditioning knob.
“No. I’m relishing the thrill of driving with the windows open in November. It’s warm!”
“That’s the Santa Ana winds you’re feeling.”
And boom. Life List item done.
It’s Steely Dan’s fault. My friend Kevin made me a mix tape when I was 15 that had Babylon Sisters on it; I was too young to realize it was a song about prostitution, I just knew that I liked it, and that I wanted to feel whatever it was they were talking about. When I made my first draft of a Life List at 15, this item went on there.
I figured they were magical, as was the entire West Coast in my mind when I was that age. They weren’t, actually, but the Mexican I ate was, so I’m calling my whole 24 hour L.A. experience a win.