"In two weeks, my knitting circle's going to the strip club."
-overheard at the playground
A winding, clay-tile walkway leads from Maple Street to a wide, walled parkland. Beyond the great gates set with colored tiles in a Spanish motif, a tropical promenade opens with many more trails wandering the various attractions. Gardens of succulent plants and myriad flowers adorn a cultivated greensward riddled with landscaped streams and fountains illuminated by colored lights. Here and there, the walkways enter a flower-grown colonnade with benches and small, cafe tables.
Many of the plants here are not native to Southern California, only the intricate waterworks of the park ensure their health and survival despite the ubiquitous heat.