Malibu

A few days ago, I took a drive down the Pacific Coast Highway (PCH), passing through Malibu. It was about 2:30 AM and here are my observations, in no discernible order:

1.One thing about L.A. that you learn to live with is the crowdedness. Can't be helped. So it was absolutely bizarre driving down the empty roads of Wilshire, hitting Santa Monica Beach, and heading down the PCH. Almost 10 million people live in the L.A. County and whodathunkit - you can actually feel and be alone for a brief period.

2. The PCH is a winding road after a while - it would be hell in traffic but it's a great drive with no cars. Ditto for Sunset Blvd, which I took on the drive back.

3. Driving to nowhere in particular isn't the best form of catharsis for me, possibly because of my immense fear of getting lost.

4. The sound of waves at night is terrifying when all you can see is the darkness.

5. Corinne Bailey Rae's The Sea is the album of choice.