LA is a nice place. An amazing web of highways, some with 5 lanes each way. Cars driving on the “wrong” side of the road, retro diners with not a Heart Foundation tick to be found any where on the menu. All amazing and very America. But something is missing… A short while after later and there it was. The missing piece to the identity puzzle… Multi-car sirens screaming over the roaring engines of a few police cars in a big hurry, flying down the road past the hotel on their way to…well I don’t really know. But hey, what would America be without them?