On our way down to a wedding in San Diego, we made a pit stop in Laguna Niguel and stayed at a friends house. They have amazing white sandy beaches- and thats where our interests lied, we wanted to live in our swimsuits and this was the place for it. We pool-hopped, we beach-hopped, we tested the water with our toes and got sand in everything we owned. (my clothes still smell like sun-screen and I think I'll keep it that way for a while).
San Diego was quite striking as well. We ran around in the Encinitas area, which I preferred- mostly inhabited by locals/surfers, it felt like the real deal. La Jolla's beaches are unlike anything I've ever seen and it made me want to sell all my things and pitch a tent on the beach (you can do that, right?)
Here's to you, Southern California, and all of your glorious, sunny perfection-
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