Santa Ana winds are over and the crispy clear blue sky is, too. I have a confession to make. What I thought was just a crush (a long one, since it lasted over 15 years) turned into authentic love.
I am totally in love with the Los Angeles October Sky.
I am very much like the weather. That means, unfortunately, that a grey muggy sky can turn my mood blue, while a blue clear sky makes me feel happy at the start of the day. I wasn't as laid back and relaxed as I am when I used to live in Milan.
Milan has horrible climate , contrary to the popular belief that all Italy benefits of wonderful weather year-long. Milan lays in the flats of the Pianura Padana, meaning the planes where the Po River runs. This geographic configuration disgraces "milanesi" with cold and humid winters, hot and humid summers. A spell very similar to what New Yorkers have to endure.
Spring and fall in Milan are much nicer, and they are my favorite seasons to go visiting my family. September, particularly, is a fabulous breezy month when you can forget even the city pollution.
But I remain partial and more forgiving to the Los Angeles pollution. It is thanks to it that I can climb the hill facing west in front of my house and enjoy unbelievable sunsets. There is something about watching the sun go down behind the gleaming silhouette of the Downtown skyscrapers on the other side of the L.A. River that sweetens my heart.
I watch the line of double red eyes of cars on the 5 freeway getting brighter as the profile of the hills gets darker, and I think that I live in paradise.
How can the Los Angeles traffic makes me feel in paradise?
It's a mystery. But so is love.
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