We left really early the morning after Thanksgiving, and Kris drove while I slept. I woke up to perhaps one of the most beautiful sunrises I've ever seen. You should also know that this photo is non-edited. It was absolutely breathtaking.
We got to the beach by 10am, and it looked like this. So much for 80 degrees and sunny, right??
Kris headed out into the water, while I bundled up. I was less than amused here, but this trip was all about him, so I pulled up the hood, and sucked it up.
A few freezing cold hours later, we dusted off the sand, and made our way up the road, to the house we rented in the Malibu mountains. After a few minutes of driving, the fog disappeared and I realized that the sun was hiding maybe a quarter of a mile away from the beach! The injustice of it all!!
After showering off, we enjoyed the sunset from the backyard, sipping wine, and nibbling on cheese until it was dark out. I was happy to be able to wear my cute sundress after the sun went down, and as you can see, the view of the ocean from the backyard was stunning.
The next morning was sunny and hot, and after a solid 12 hours of sleep, we were all very happy campers. After a quick hike on the trails surrounding the house, we headed back to the beach where I was bound and determined to get a tan.
Mission accomplished. By the time Kris and his buddy got out of the water, I was quite warm and very hungry, so we headed into town. We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the shops, and discovered a brewery where several hours slipped by more quickly than I'd like to admit.
Another pretty sunset later and I was hooked - we must find a way to move down there.
The next morning, we were sad to leave, but the trip wasn't over. We drove up the coast to Santa Barbara - my old stomping grounds. It is (in my opinion) one of the best kept secrets in California. The town is old and beautiful, located right on the beach, and set against a dramatic lush mountain back-drop.
We stayed in an adorable hotel, that was covered in vines and pretty flowers. Our room had a big deck overlooking the beach, and it was absolutely perfect.
That night we got all gussied up, and headed to a fancy dinner to celebrate Kris' birthday. In my opinion, it isn't a birthday until you blow out a few candles!
The first day back at work was a bit rough, but that's the sign of a fabulous long weekend!