A quick fact about LA: it ain’t the Jews running this town; it’s the termites.I’ve never seen one mosquito or roach since moving here. Tented houses like the one above, however, are common occurrences.
If you’re live in Los Angeles, you pretty much have to accept the fact that once a decade you’ll be rendered homeless for a couple days so that you’re not literally eaten out of house and home.
While exterminators here will go to their early graves swearing that the gas they use isn’t harmful to humans, they still highly advise wrapping all food and vitamins in special impenetrable, cellophane bags, and removing all plants from the premises. It’s a smidge of a pain in the ass, but worth the hassle for life in paradise.
As for why the tents always look like the hospitality headquarters for the Gay Pride Parade? Your guess is as good as mine.
