One of the definitions of the word flower means “the finest individuals out of a number of people or things”. Although I realize not everyone thinks of flowers as individuals, I disagree as I happen to talk with them, laugh with them and genuinely enjoy their company. Needing a fix of my colorful and sweet-smelling friends, I headed out to the Los Angeles Flower Mart in downtown LA.
Downtown Los Angeles is not as charming a city to wander as say, Helsinki, Finland, or Sydney, Australia, but the buildings do offer some interesting architectural detail if you keep your eyes looking upward, which I did as I drove to my destination.
After navigating into a very narrow parking spot on the flower mart’s rooftop deck (don’t you agree that angled spots are much easier to maneuver than perpendicular spots?), I made my way toward the entrance. Feeling slightly giddy knowing hundreds of exotic — as well as practical — flowers were only two floors below me, I began thinking up poems such as “roses are red, violets are blue, in a matter of minutes, I will be amongst you!” (I feel my poetry professor twitching about now).
Rounding the last set of steps I came face-to-face with beauty.
My adventure had begun! I immersed myself in the thrill of wandering two warehouses full of flowers.
The Los Angeles Flower Mart is open Monday – Saturday with public hours from 8am- 2pm. The cost is $2.00 during the week and only $1.00 on Saturdays. Sitting here in my office with the sweet smell of flowers around me, I look forward to my next visit. Spaceman is complaining of a headache he says the strong smell is giving him. Perhaps I bought one too many bouquets? Nah!