I'm half-Mexican by birth but was raised a gringo. Don't speak Spanish and Mexican food gives me gas. Basically a Mexican't. Just glad I got my German/Irish father's height. I tower over my Mexican side of the family. Last time I visited them for Christmas, everyone said I looked like I got taller. I think they just got shorter.
I take LONG walks through the city. Echo Park, Downtown, Chinatown, Little Tokyo, Silverlake. I stop and take the time to smell the neuroses. I'll head down that terrifying alley if it looks there's a brilliant dash of street art hidden back there.
I love biking, hiking, camping, and getting lost. I'm way behind on watching movies and TV shows because whenever I have time to sit still, all I want to do is read (both trashy thrillers and heady philosophy) and write (scripts, poems, songs, bad puns).
I've fallen in love with LA over my 14 years here, although the one thing I miss is thunderstorms. I'm convinced that even if someone hates LA, I can show them parts that would make them love it, too.