So, there I was at around 1 pm this afternoon taking a nose dive onto the Red Line after nearly falling down the escalator in an effort to not miss it. Like most Angelenos I try to be nonchalant and utterly unimpressed by everything no matter how odd. However I failed completely as I was already managing my unceremonious entrance onto the metro. It was too much to process that and the fact that there were a couple of girls dressed up like candy ravers out way past their bedtimes (assuming the club closed at 6 am). I thought it was a sorority hazing or something until another couple came on board sporting racing numbers. The only words I could make out were ‘urban race.’
Throughout the rest of my trip I saw all kinds of wildly costumed people with a sense of urgency dashing about. It looked like fun.
It turns out they were all participating in something called the Great Urban Race – a city wide scavenger hunt. Teams of two were challenged to brain teasers, riddles and clues with the caveat that they may only travel about on foot or using public transportation. (You can read more about it here on Yelp. The main website doesn’t seem to work for me.)
I would have loved to do it but I didn’t hear so much as a peep about it. Perhaps next time!