In 1991, I moved to Los Angeles to live in a world city, a place where opportunities existed to experience realities and attitudes different from my own. The ethnic and racial mix in Los Angeles offers those opportunities but because of the spread-out geography and the lack of efficient public transit, neighborhoods are often ethnically homogeneous and balkanized. Few venues exist where people of all color and stripe interact comfortably. But piers and fairs have always offered this mix; the desire to please one's children transcends all differences, more adult pleasures can be initiated within an atmosphere of controlled innocence by teens on first dates, the elderly are entertained and humored. Immigrants can negotiate puzzling environments and procedures as part of the acculturation process without embarrassment. For the flaneur, this is the whole world on a Sunday out to persuade and cajole, parade and provoke, available for viewing.