So I went on this roadtrip last month with the Senor and it was good. Who knew? I'd never been on a roadtrip before but I always had a sneaking suspicion that I'd like it. And so I did. But that's not the point. What is the point you might ask? Good question. How about I love northern California? Because I do. California is good. Real good. Lost Boys, David Bowie's Labrynth package and a pint of chocolate fudge Haagen Daaz good as a matter of fact. If you don't know what I mean by that I just don't think I can even explain it to you. Where else can you get a yummy burrito from a van on the side of the road for $2? Okay, probably lots of places but I've never been to them either. And sand dunes! I'll admit I wasn't a big fan of the particular sand dunes we wandered into but I can see how in different circumstances they could be awesome. Full of sandy goodness. And waves. We have no waves like the waves I saw in California. They were very wavey. And wet. It was good. And boardwalks! Okay, we didn't actually go anywhere with boardwalks but I'm watching the Lost Boys right now and the boardwalk thing is looking pretty damn good to me. Maybe boardwalks circa 1987 would be more precise. Who doesn't love the 80s? Oh right. Anyone who was old enough to actually experience it outside of elementary school. Fair enough. And now I'm bored and rambling and my feet are very, very cold so I'm off to have a bath. Again. Have I mentioned that my apartment is cold?
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