On our last day, we woke up early to see the sun rise. It didn't work out as planned since the sun doesn't rise in the west, but it was nice to take a walk before the day started. We headed out to the harbor.
A displaced Minnesotan living in California, I traded 10,000 lakes for the Pacific Ocean, Twins for Angels, and snow for 60 degree "winters." Read along as I share my inner monologue and random thoughts about running, food, baking, yoga, knitting, crocheting, sewing, politics, grad school, and long walks down the beach.
Friday, March 30, 2012
santa barbara, day 4
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