I grew up in San Diego, and my adolescence was bikinis and Boogie Boards and cruising the cliffs in Ocean Beach.
I’ve come a long way from that sun tanned cheerleader (don’t judge!), and when I go back now it’s with a bit of melancholy for my lost youth. But the truth is I’m so much happier now, and thank god I quit with the tanning or I’d be leather-lady, which is never a good look.
Sam and I are winding down a two-month stay in OB, my old stomping grounds. OB is funky, sort of the anti-La Jolla, and hasn’t changed much since I left. Even the local head shop, The Black, continues to do a thriving business in bongs and lava lamps. Not that I need the first one, but I have to admit I’m thinking a lava lamp might be just the thing Kahler Island needs.
I’ve been here to work, reflect, and eat my weight in fish tacos. The best beach for dogs is in OB, and our rental is a short walk from there. Every morning, Sam and I head over for exercise and puppy playtime, a fantastic way to start the day.
I haven’t done much photography here, since I’ve been focused on building the new business, but I have managed to capture the stay with the iPhone. Here’s a taste of what OB is like in late winter.
Next week it’s back to the Emerald Isle.
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