I was weaving through semi-congested streets the other night trying to make it to a Dodgers game (I know, I’m the worst) and I stumbled a upon a springing fount bursting in the middle of urban sprawl, much like an oasis. Had I not been trying frantically to get to the game before the 3rd inning, I would have parked the car and laid in the grass to soak in the twilight against the Los Angeles skyline. Needless to say, we got to the game in one piece (the Dodgers lost, yay!) and decided to revisit the park the following weekend.
Echo Park Lake is nestled in the center of Los Angeles. It’s a little rough around the edges, but still relatively safe. For those who hail from the SF Bay Area, it is akin to our dear Dolores Park, where you find hipsters, (yea, I used the “H” word) families, hipster families, and other creatures sprawled out on soft grass enjoying people-watching and a cool breeze. There’s a playground for restless kiddies, paddle boats you can rent if you’re trying to woo someone, and even a guy who lets people ride on his two ponies. No joke. All this with a view of downtown L.A.’s skyline.
Jojo is slowly learning how to crawl and occasionally sneaks out of our eyesight. While Chris and I were invested in our mobile devices, Jojo creeped off and had her first taste of dirt at Echo Park Lake. From the look on her face, Echo Park dirt tastes pretty good.
Tips: To get here, type in “Echo Park Lake” in your GPS – emphasis on the lake – otherwise you’ll be driving around the Echo Park neighborhood aimlessly.
Also, bring a few dollars in case you get peckish – there are vendors who sell yummy goods like ice cream and freshly made pupusas!