This post is a little belated, but oh well. Better late than never, right? Two weekends ago, I went to San Diego with my friend Mallory. She's moving out there in a couple months, but I wanted to use the long weekend to my advantage. Living in New York, I never thought I would actually enjoy California. From the outside it seemed too slow, people always talk about how they physically get somewhere (see "Californians" by SNL), and they are automatically 3 hours behind the rest of the world (i.e. New York).
Once I got there though, I think I fell in love a little. Granted, it had been snowing and wicked cold in New York, so I could have fallen in love with a photo of the sun, but still. I really, really loved California! It was gorgeous, green, sunny, never too hot (homegirl does not like to sweat when she doesn't need to), and always chilled down at night. There was one part where we drove for a couple hours, right as the sun was setting. It was so beautiful, but more than that, the air felt amazing. I've never felt so content and comfortable being outside before. Usually, I'm either too hot or too cold.
The people I met were great too! Everyone was definitely a bit more chilled out than on the East Coast, but that was exactly what I needed. We did drive a lot, and people did tend to talk about their physical journey of what routes they drove, but that was okay. New Yorkers also talk about that, but it's just Subway lines or walking routes instead.
We went to Universal, and I think my jaw was open in awe the whole time. I just love all things entertainment - TV shows, film sets, stars, the lots they shoot on, the props, everything!
Also, all of my photos were just bright and cheery - which made me even happier!