California is a place.


 

These videos should be a good start for a “Impressions of California” post because they're telling real stories of a place, where fiction and reality are closer together than in many other places. Nothing from fiction, although a lot of fiction is from here. A place of dreams, fullfilled or smashed, of lives, rich and famous, of sceneries, deserted or green, of cities blooming in light or hiding in the dark. A place where future gets born and your past gets lost. A place where things happen. Where you can experience. Where in one city alone you can visit an observatory and destroy the earth, where you can visit a museum and see masterpieces of art for free, where you can go to the beaches and pretend to be David Hasselhoff in Baywatch (I didn't do that though). A place where you find yourself from one hour to the next at a small concert right in front of the hollywood sign, a neighbourhood of people who did the screenwriting for Mac Gyver or are in Snoop Dog's PR-Team. And the next day your living at a nice place away from Downtown with a really nice family and ending up killing their plants – just kidding – although the saw was real. So to put it short California is:

A place to see, to experience, to live, to survive and alive.

… and sorry for that, but three of the following pictures are actually from Nevada.

Yosemite

Yosemite

Yosemite

Somewhere around the state borders

Hoover Dam

Las Vegas

Las Vegas

Joshua Tree National Park

Palm Springs

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

L.A.

LAPL

LAPL

Mission San Gabriel Arcángel

Santa Monica Pier

 

 

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