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What is that wet stuff falling from the sky?


los angeles union stationPlippity plop… ploppity plip… ratta tat a tat… what is that strange sound at 3 o’clock in the morning? Oh joy, it must be raining! This is a sound we don’t hear enough in the arid regions of Los Angeles.

It is now 11:00am and that wet stuff has been falling on and off all morning. The sun is now appearing so I am hoping for a rainbow. The forecast is for sunny, warm weather in the near future.

My young boy cat Freddie is going stir crazy as he likes to get his exercise in the early morning running back and forth across the roof. In his short life he has only experienced a couple of light showers but this rain is too much for even his adventurous spirit to withstand.

I’ve been hearing sirens all morning since the wee hours. Not that southern California drivers don’t know how to drive in the rain (well, they don’t) but as wet conditions are so rare, in between rain storms the surfaces of the streets and freeways become slick with oil. One minute of rain and voila—perfect conditions for hydroplaning!

Fortunately, I don’t have to go anywhere today and I am happy to stay home for a change…

So what does that have to do with the photo above of the Los Angeles Union Station waiting area? Well, not too much except that an old friend of mine was in town from Canada last week. I was afraid our one day together would be a soggy one. But the weather gods were more than kind and we had a truly spectacular day in every way.

We met up at Union Station. She took the Metro bus from where she was staying and I took the Metro trains, the Expo Line to the Red Line. So much better than driving all over hell and back to pick her up, then drive somewhere else, try to find a place to park…. and then do it all over again on the way back. We were both happy taking public transportation.

los angeles union station

If I had to pick just ONE building in all of the City of the Angels as my favorite, the 1939 Los Angeles Union Station would be it… although there are too many other contenders to really be definitive about that. But I could spend days in there checking out all the nooks and crannies and taking photos.

The photo above is looking towards the main entrance with Traxx restaurant to the right. Yes, you are looking at a Christmas tree by the entrance!

I am promising myself I will take a day in the near future to hang out there and then do a thorough blog post on the station. But today I am just posting this because, as usual, I have a million things to do (including working off my TWO full Thanksgiving dinners yesterday… yes, I am more than fortunate!) and I must keep moving.

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Author: RMW

I am an explorer and creative person. I've had many jobs, careers and interests... everything in life and the universe fascinates me. Born in Brighton, England, I've lived my entire adult life in Los Angeles, California. A few years ago I rediscovered photography which is a great excuse to get outside and look. I'm also in the process of re-writing some of my unpublished short stories and possibly a novel. .

4 thoughts on “What is that wet stuff falling from the sky?

  1. Great sunlight capture, Roslyn! I have never seen the L.A. Union Station.


  2. That’s a great photo. And a very beautiful hall. Have you seen Native to the Place blog?


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