Sunset on my pier.
We sat on the side watching until we couldn't see much of anything anymore, except boats farther out and lights on shore. Saturday night, we watched surfers come in and go out, and I couldn't believe how rythmic it all was. I guess I've never watched surfing. It's beautiful; sort of like dancing. Such a skill. I could have watched them forever.
This was our last night there and I wanted to drink it all in. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day.
While we were gone, we had Mad Men withdrawals big time!
I found my Betty Draper car. I wanted to bring it home with me. I loved it!
And of course, this hotel we drove by a million times:
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