The streets of Los Angeles are infamous for the constant hustle and bustle. LA traffic hardly knows a quiet time, with impatient drivers honking the moment a light turns green and others scurrying across an intersection making a left turn even though the light just turned red. Imagine then, the solitude of these very roads, closed to vehicular traffic in the moments before 26,000 people embarked on a 26.2 mile journey from Dodger Stadium heading west to Santa Monica. I got to experience an LA unknown and unavailable to most people yesterday during the LA marathon, an empty LA, vacant of cars and people.