Helicopters have been hovering over my home for the past four hours. Whop, whop, whop, whop. It is quiet now, but the disturbance that drew them here is still going on. A red VW Beetle is in a standoff at the Federal Building in Westwood. According to live television and video stream, the car is still there and there isn’t much action.
I’m thankful that the helicopters have lost interest. I’m not sure that my patience, my kitties, my head or Baby A could handle more of the whop, whop, whop, whop.
It’s quiet for now. But that is the one thing about living in Westwood, you never know what drama will unfold next. During our first two weeks in Westwood, it was a hot bed of activity: Iranian protests at the Federal Building, a march by said protesters that closed the area around our apartment, Michael Jackson dying at UCLA, a brush fire near the Getty, a power outage, and the helicopters keep us guessing what else is in store. I’m not sure I’d want to live anywhere else.