Took the week off last week and headed down to LA. This was a make-up trip off for a botched trip to Bosnia in August, just a bit of a placeholder visit. Sarah had a work trip and I decided to tag along. Her company flew her, but I decided to drive down, since I haven’t taken the new Prius on a trip much longer than the 25 or so miles from my house to the dealership. It ended up being the worst possible weekend in history gas price-wise, but I get about 55 MPG on the highway, so it wasn’t a huge hit.

It’s always weird for me to take a trip in my own car, since I seldom do. I never pack until the last possible second, and this time I did with absolutely no thought on weights or limitations, simply throwing stuff in bags the night before I left. I packed far too much film, plus two film cameras, my Canon R10, and too many lenses. Almost brought a tripod too, but I knew I’d never drag that thing around all day.

The drive down was typical, uneventful. I’d done this same trip in 2021 albeit with the 2014 Prius C. The 2024 Prius LTD is a much nicer highway machine, because I can put it on cruise and the adaptive lane guidance stuff takes over and I can pretty much just zone out and take in the scenery. Not much scenery on I-5, though: lots of farms, the crops pretty much gone for the season, and the occasional windmill.

We stayed at the westdrift, which is a Marriott Autograph Collection thing, on a 9-hole golf course, right off Rosecrans in Manhattan Beach. The Marriott Residence Inn from 2021 is exactly one mile north of this hotel in El Segundo, and it’s about five miles south of my 2008 apartment in Playa del Rey. So, I’m familiar with the area, or I thought I was. What’s amazing is how much it’s changed, even since 2021. There are wide swaths of upscale strip malls and big-box stores and outdoor shopping centers that magically appeared out of nowhere, plus hotels and apartments everywhere. Every car wash or Citgo station from 2008 is now a Shake Shack or Goop Kitchen. This is astounding to me, because in every other part of the country retail is dying, but it feels like it’s growing exponentially there.

I had zero plans for the trip, except I wanted to go to March AFB in Riverside and see the SR-71 there. The drive out took about 90 minutes, and I feel like the temp rose maybe twenty degrees when I headed inland. There were over 100 planes there, mostly outside. Inside, they had the 61-7975 SR-71, and it’s in great condition, all sleek matte black paint and lots of extras on display, like the starting cart and camera pods and such. Other oddities include the YA-9, Northrop’s failed bid for what was one by the A-10; a half-dozen MiG jets; and a Top Gun TA-4J “MiG”. They also had multiples of several aircraft, like three different F-4s and three variants of the F-86. They also had many large aircraft, like a B-52, a B-47, a KC-135, and the first KC-10 I’ve seen up close. (The KC-10 is weird to me because I think of it as “new,” having been introduced in 1981. It was retired and stopped flying about two years ago.) Anyway, good collection, but the heat was unbearable, and I was dragging around two cameras, so I only hung in for an hour or so.

Me and Sarah took a day off to explore a bit, mostly driving through the old neighborhood to remember what was and what is now gone. We also went to Santa Monica for lunch. The promenade was largely abandoned, which was a bummer. The ocean view and that little turn you take to get down to the PCH was stupendous as always. We went downtown to check out The Last Bookstore and I bought a few rolls of film from a small stall on the second floor, a cool place with vintage cameras and typewriters and stuff.

There were a few dinners with coworkers of Sarah’s, but I mostly just lolled around and did little, walking and driving and looking at things. Made the mistake of looking at Zillow and seeing how much the houses by the golf course cost. Also made the mistake of checking in on work and getting pulled into a few phone calls. But otherwise, I mostly did nothing, which was fine.

Drive back was pretty easy on Thursday, made it back in just under six hours with just one stop outside Bakersfield. I probably took my favorite picture there, which my iPhone, negating the effort of hauling all that equipment in my car. I guess that happens sometimes.