Last Sunday, I decided to soak in the city life one last time before spending the next two months in the middle of nowhere. So, I split the day in half-
In the morning, I biked up Mount Wilson for training. That’s about 5,000 vertical feet – pretty good exercise. The view from the summit across the entire L.A. basin is nothing short of spectacular. It was such a clear day with visibility spanning well beyond 100 miles. I could clearly see Catalina Island and even San Clemente and San Nicolas Islands.
I spent the second half of the day hanging out at L.A.’s super-hip Arts District with friends.
It’s such a colorful, lively neighborhood, or in other words: the exact opposite of what I’ll be seeing over the next few weeks. Being at such a high altitude sometimes feels like being in a black and white movie: the blue sky is the only color in addition to the white snow/ice and the gray/black rocks. I really enjoyed these last moments of urban life before my departure.