We’re spending a splendid weekend on the Orange County coast with Bryan’s parents. They rented a casa right on Newport Bay, where we can see sailboats and yachts cruise by. On Saturday, Bryan and I went for a walk around Corona del Mar State Beach. Some of the driveways we passed had better views than a lot of houses. We wandered past beach volleyball courts where we gauged the seriousness of the competition by seeing how little clothing the players were wearing. We climbed up some rocks and found ourselves a perch to watch stand-up paddleboarders float by. The only thing that interrupted our reverie was this guy talking really loudly on his cell phone. “L.A. is really a third world country,” this guy ranted. “No one speaks English there. No one is educated. The city is just trash except for the west side and a small part of downtown.” Oooh, that was making my blood boil. How ignorant was this guy? Then I realized that it was better if a guy with an attitude like this stayed in Orange County and never came to L.A. It would make my city a lot more pleasant.