Santa Barbara
US Road Trip 2011

Uh. So I should have taken more photos in Santa Barbara. May I just say the light here is absolutely to die for? I was busy catching up with my absolutely lovely and witty friend Megan (who has since moved to Ireland, so obviously I must travel and visit her because I am sure she is lonely).

Also a bit of a confession. Santa Barbara is the land of inflated egos. No, not everyone else. Me. So I was pulling off my very best Ariel and sitting all pretty on a rock watching a couple surfers. And by sitting pretty I mean hunched over my laptop bawling my eyes out as I wrote this blog post about my sister. My car was not far away. Parked by it’s lonesome. So I bawled, looking particularly grotesque as I did so, and I wrote. Some time later I finished and with a heavy relieved heart returned to my car. And there, tucked in the driver side window was a note. It simply stated I was looking quite pretty and a brief description of the mystery dude by the name of Angel who left it (who I didn’t see through my blurry puffy red eyes apparently) and if I wanted to give him a call.  So there you have it, I am now extra proud of my ugly cry.  Thank you Angel of Santa Barbara for the self esteem booster. I’mma let you finish (but not really) but I’m dating the best guy ever. But still, thank you.