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California April-May, 1997 |
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| CALIFORNIA CONTENTS | CALIFORNIA GALLERY |
Entering California from the east, we wound through green and rich arable farmland. We drove past the nodding donkeys of oil fields. We saw a hillside covered with scores of wind-powered electricity generators, as alien as any science fiction imagined world. In Joshua Tree we watched the smog rolling inland from Los Angeles. In San Louis Obispo we witnessed great and ostentatious wealth. But back from the highways, ,amongst battered mobile homes and the skeletons of cars, we also saw abject poverty, dusty truckstop towns like Desert Centre. Ans we rattled along in trams and streetcars in the handsome city of San Francisco, a place to which we'll return as soon as we can |
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My
memories of California will range from the usual — sweltering
on a blindingly-white beach surrounded by young women in bikinis
and watching young men repeatedly fall off surf boards; to the educational
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