The trip to Santa Barbara was like something out of a Woody Allen movie. Surrounded by the intellectual elite and their understated money.
Mark and I also mused that it was a bit like a 'Sex and the City' episode. Being invited up to a glamorous beach dinner/sleepover last minute like that. Walking along the beach at midnight, avoiding the millions of sand crabs by flashlight after Mark's epic game of scrabble.
In the morning, we walked the beach again and were able to see more clearly the beautiful houses big and small, of all styles that lined the beach. We fantasized which one would be Mark's if he had a few million dollars for such a prize.
But it occurs to me that it would be fun to hear HIS point of view on this story - so I am doing something as a first, and asking him to 'guest blog' about this trip we both took - infuse HIS biting humor, etc.
If you have a moment - please comment here and help me to persuade him!!!
And THANK YOU all again for reading!!!!
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