SoCal: Day 4, Santa Barbara

We woke up the next day and started to get ready to leave. Jeff, not realizing how a shower curtain works, flooded the bathroom floor, using up all of the towels save one for him and one for me. I did not have such trouble with the shower, understanding how shower-heads and pressure work.

We packed up the car and checked out, and Jeff took off to meet up with his buddy in LA. I, too, was meeting a friend in LA, but I had several hours to kill as I wasn’t meeting her until the evening. I was going to head to a local bar to watch the end of the Jets game, but it was just too gorgeous outside to sit in a bar. I walked down to the marina and walked along a jetty that went out into the ocean and around the marina. It was amazing, the waves crashing on the rocks next to the jetty, spraying mist high into the air.

After doubling back I walked along the beach a little until I came back to the hotel. I walked back to the Skate Park to watch for a little bit. The kids there were much younger than the evening before, but they were all working and honing their craft. There was an art gallery/sale going on around that area and I checked it out for a bit.

I went back to the car and decided to start to work my way down the coast, giving me time to stop if the desire struck.