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Showing posts from October 14, 2010

"Cry to the angels, And let them swallow you, Go and part the sea, yeah, in Malibu" -- Hole

Our moment of Zen? Cruising down the Pacific Coast Highway between Malibu and Santa Monica, Palm trees and beach houses flashing by, Fleetwood Mac blasting on the radio.  It doesn't get much better than that!

Four days of 80 degree weather in blousey tops and sandals, riding bikes along the Venice boardwalk, drinking beer on the Santa Monica 3rd street promenade, seeing friends in Palos Verdes. Eating vegan muffins and smelling the sweet spicy scent of Eucalyptus trees in Topanga Canyon. Truly California Perfection.  My amazing grandmother perched in her old folks home aerie patio on 15th street, reminiscing over lemonade about the good old days of motorcycle rides and sailing trips. My favorite aunt Caroline calling "Yahoo!" when we knocked on her condo door. And the most-hospitable hotel staff greeting us, "Welcome back Mrs. Rios".  "Have a great day Mr. Rios".  We could get used to that!
   I love California. Santa Monica is a magic pearl by the sea…