It’s not so much the distance, or even the traffic. It’s the parking. Or at least today it is. Tomorrow it will be back to the distance again, and then the day after that, the traffic.
I got to the neighborhood at 9:00AM, but the church we pay for parking for is having some kind of special service today, and the lot is absolutely stacked. This is also L.A., which means there is street cleaning roughly whenever you need to find a parking space. So, a literal 25 minutes later, I was able to find a spot four blocks away in the lovely ghetto of Hollywood (the word “ghetto” is actually redundant in this case).
This is why we need teleporters.
Or a plague.