Dear Universe,

There have been times in my life when I picture what something or someplace will be like, but when I actually see the real thing, it lets me down.

I’m happy to report Santa Monica was not one of those instances.  It was a stunningly sunny day with not a drop of white in the sky when my friend and I arrived at the Third Street Promenade.  We strolled and took in the street performers—a clown, a belly dancer and singers, all while sipping on a nutella iced coffee.  That’s right.  A nutella iced coffee.  It was a good start to the day.

When we finally began making our way to the famous pier with the even more famous ferris wheel, the view was prettier than I pictured.  The beach seemed endless, the Pacific even more s

It was one of those days that you were in no rush to let end so we didn’t.  We spent hours walking aimlessly, stopping here and there and meeting all sorts of people.  The excursion concluded with us sitting at an outdoor restaurant sipping sangria.

A day that starts well deserves just as good of an ending.

Thank you for the experience to see Santa Monica.  I love when the real thing is even better than what I imagined.

With Gratitude,

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