In 2009, I went on a vacation to Los Angeles, with a coworker and her two friends. I fell in love with the city, the people and the vibe of the city. Six Months after that vacation, I moved to Los Angeles full time. Although I didn’t stay in the city long, LA will always mean so much to me. The memories I created from the time I visit, to the time I moved there will always make me feel warm and fuzzy.
Recently I went back to LA, and my four hours visiting there did not disappoint. I started off my visit going straight to my absolute favorite, place in California, which is Santa Monica Pier. After the midday flight, without grabbing something to eat, I found the nearest food truck, and OMGEEEE! Upon first bite, I wanted to cry tears of hunger/joy. I thought I was solely ordering a chicken quesadilla but I received ‘crack’ rice and refried beans topped with parmesan cheese. A meal to die for, I ended up eating my meal and chatting with a seagull.
Next up, Santa Monica Beach and the Pier. There’s always something about being near water, that makes me feel invincible but calms every stressed muscle I have. I probably would’ve stayed longer at the Pier but the Seagulls are so aggressive, I was scared one was going to yoke me up and throw me off the pier.
Its something about being on the other side of the country, cuz I had an amazing glow from the California sun. I am always blessed to be able to jump on a plane and go wherever the wind feels like taking me.