Call me crazy, but I've never been a big fan of going to the beach. I don't surf, I hate being sandy, and it's always blazingly hot or infuriatingly windy. There are jellyfish to sting you and crabs that want nothing more than to pinch your toes. I've also had a few too many near-death experiences involving water, including a scary childhood incident involving a riptide trying to pull me out to sea. Oh, and birds will poop on you! But in California last week , driving all the way from LAX to Livermore and back, I dare say the highlight of our trip was stopping at different beaches along the way. Also, I greatly underestimated how big California is. That drive took forever! A perfectly reasonable expression when you don't trust your husband to say if a wave is coming too close. Taken in Santa Cruz, steps from a neighborhood of lovely homes. I need to make more money and get myself a beach house in California. A fixer upper will be fine....
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