THE ONE TIME I FILED A POLICE REPORT
If the title of today’s post might give the impression that it contains a high crime thriller story a la CSI, I, unfortunately, have to disappoint you. It doesn’t involve any car chase or robbery (even though our house in Germany was broken into once, but that is a whole other story), just my first (and hopefully last) visit to an American police station.
My encounter with the law enforcement happened over a year ago when I was house sitting in Playa Del Rey over Easter. I had been staying at this location many times before and never encountered any issues – until this particular visit.
The house is part of a fourplex and located a block from the beach, and parking can be very scarce, especially during spring and summer. The owners of the place I stayed at allowed me to park in one of the parking spaces behind the house, which never had given me any problems.
It was one particular night when I took the dog of the house out for a last stroll and noticed a piece of paper on the windshield of my car. I took it off, and when I unfolded it I saw a handwritten note stating that the parking spots were only for residents. I didn’t think any of it since I had the OK from one of the tenants to park there, and so I ripped the note apart and threw it away. [Read more…] about The One Time I Filed a Police Report