I've got home buying fever. I have a limited time offer on the place I currently live and the time is running out. I just can't see the point of paying rent, so I'm looking into buying a house. I'm not about to plunk down what is needed to live by the beach and ocean and I'm somewhat bummed about that, but that is just because I have spent the entire summer living it up by the beach and loving it. It's also been a summer with lots of change and transition. Standard unusual.
So I went inland and started at another neighborhood I considered living in - Silverlake. The vibe is there, the cool kids are there, it feels like home, so why not live there? Hotter weather, further inland, no beach connection... but Griffth Park and closer to the desert and twisty Pasadena roads, crappier commute - same amount of time, less beautiful drive (this is all an assumption of course).
Then the coincidences happen again. There's the Los Feliz connection and my experience last weekend over there. Being lost in a city that is like my own. I had the same similar experience driving around it today. Uncannily familiar.
So, I'm watching this movie last night and it's got a scene of driving on the LA freeways and Alex says to me, "that's your freeway", and explains it's the 10 from santa monica driving east. I recognize some bits of it, the jump onto the 110 and then (I expected what I usually do - jump on the 101 to somewhat backtrack to a decent exit into Silverlake or LF) but no, the scene continues onto the 110. It's a freaky beautiful freeway. I've driven on it once or twice when I had the excitement of being Lars' sidekick at the Rubix cube convention at Cal Tech. The scene stops at a house in Mt. Washington. I've only ever heard about Mt. Washington from Alex. He's talked about that area being interesting and not as expensive as LF/SL. So I think to myself, I should check this out.
So I do. I got in touch with a realtor and got a bunch of listings. I did kind of expect the pricing to be less than they were, I mean, this is LA not the Bay Area. But whatever. I'll use my power and money to find the perfect house por moi.
Anyway, I spent the afternoon driving around twisty Berkeley Hills reminiscent roads. You know, the ones that have no middle line and you have to pull over to let the other car pass. I love this part of town. It's amazingly gorgeous. And I saw an amazing house too. But you know, you don't buy the first house you see, do you?
My only concern is the commute. How horrible will it be? I've got Lady Knight, so I can always moto it, but I hope we're not talking 880 styling. 880 has to be about the ugliest and most horrible traffic situation I have experienced on a regular basis. So that's a research item.
There are other fires on the mountain right now, but this is the one that's a burning at the moment. It should be fun and I really can't wait to have all my play toys unpacked and around the house. I miss my stuff.
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