Being in a new place has its advantages. You can go see something you’ve never seen before. You can experience the wind on your skin from a new perspective.
One of the reasons I like having Sydney around, is that she is even excited about sniffing the same spots, day after day. I love walking in the park with her and feeling the wind from the Marina in my hair.
The last couple days, we’ve been doing some exploring and some re-visiting of spots we like. Some places never lose their novelty. Like the End-of-the-Runway In-n-Out by LAX. It’s a spot that is pretty awful in some ways. I wouldn’t want to live there, but it is fun to go and visit. Seeing the planes take off and land is pretty interesting. They all make different noises. Yesterday we went there after our mundane trip to Trader Joe’s, and there was a BIG plane landing, right over our heads.
The day before yesterday, we went exploring in the Santa Monica Mountains, and found a beautiful vista. It was on a path that was probably not official, since it went straight up– dangerously steep. It wasn’t the absolute tallest thing around, but it was pretty tall! There was all kinds of beautiful smelling brush, probably rosemary and sage, growing wild. H commented that he’d like to build a house there.
Some things are exciting because they are novel, some things because they are beautiful. And novelty isn’t always different. Sometimes novelty is just a dynamic. Things that move too fast can be fun, but it is hard to maintain an enthusiasm for them because it is the movement rather than the structure that makes them interesting.