When I was an undergrad at UCSB, I spent a lot of time at the beach. Sometimes Jeff and I would ditch class and drive up Highway 101 to have lunch on one of the many Santa Barbara beaches. During one quarter, I planned my class schedule so that I'd have time to lay out in the sun in between classes. It's hard to live in a beautiful place like Santa Barbara and not be drawn to the ocean, especially when the weather is great almost all year long.
It had been a few years since I visited Santa Barbara, but last week I had the chance to spend some time there on my way to Las Vegas. I stopped at one of the vista points on 101 to admire the spectacular view and to take some photos. I can't help but think of what a lucky college kid I was to have lived in such a gorgeous town. I also lucked out because Santa Barbara is where I found Jeff.