Monday, November 9, 2009

Santa Barbara Is My Friend

We went camping and here is the proof:
What's that you say? You don't see anything of substance? Well, there's the bottom of the tent, and the bf's feet. If you look closely, he's wearing his only pair of pajama pants. Anyone who's anyone will conclude that we slept in the tent the night before. Duh. Besides, the camera ran out of batteries after I snapped this test shot.

I swear we went camping at Carpinteria State Beach. The facilities were nice, we had a brief staring contest with a fat raccoon, we (OK, I) indulged in challah all morning, were kept awake by the trains rolling by all night and saw the most beautiful night sky. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat.

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