I'm in Santa Monica, CA this week. This place has the best July weather I have ever felt in my whole whole life. It's been sunny, in the low 70's, with cool breezes. It's a little surreal and now I know why people live out here. I was a little confused beforehand.
We walked the pier, which obviously means we ate hotdogs as well. Mom's had fritos and nacho cheese on top. She is a classy lady.
I touched the Pacific Ocean for the first time! That crap is cold.
The shopping out here is reeeeediculous. And since I needed work clothes anyway, I only felt a little guilty after blowing my first six month's salary. JK. Kind of.
So pretty. I have no idea how I'm getting these home.
Awwww, little smoochy face.
And the view from the hotel room. I should be back in the humidity-filled eastern part of the country in a couple days.