Thoughts on the Beach + Santa Barbara

“Anyone who doesn’t like the beach, doesn’t have a soul.” -my sister, Alishia

We got to spend this past weekend in beautiful Santa Barbara, California. My husband and sister had surprised me with the trip for my birthday back in December. We’ve only stopped in SB on the way back from LA, so it was such a treat to spend an entire weekend there. I almost forgot that it’s still winter, since I was wearing shorts and a bathing suit…in February!

We rented an AirBnb in Summerland, up in the hills with a view of the ocean. It was the perfect location; 10 minutes from SB and about a 5-minute drive to Montecito. We left the Bay area around 10 am, and made a pit-stop in San Luis Obispo for lunch. A few of my friends attended CalPoly, and every single one of them recommended eating at the Firestone Grill. Let me tell you…it did not disappoint.

Btw…driving down the 101, it was SO green!! It’s amazing what rain can do…as Luke Bryan says, “Rain is a GOOD THING!” : )

I’m still salivating remembering this Tri-Tip sandwich…what makes a great sandwich is the bun; if you’ve got a good bun..you’re in business 😉

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Our AirBnb was the cutest! There was a room for Kendrick and I, and a pull-out bed in the living room for my sister.

ocean view

The Summerland beach park was a quick walk down the hill, so we went to watch the sunset.

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kiss

Even if you don’t like swimming, or hate sandy feet, there’s something therapeutic about listening to the waves crash on the shore. As we watched the sun melt into the water, I couldn’t help but think about all the things that the sun brings light to…we would never get to see the beautiful blue ocean against the blue sky if we didn’t have the sun; or experience the show of colors it gives us every night when it sets.

I don’t know about you, but when I’m at the beach all my worries seem to suddenly disappear. It’s like my mind is cleared of all “to-do lists”, stress, obligations, and sense of time. There’s a sense of innate faith…that there’s something beyond this world; something bigger than we can imagine.

I grew up going to the beach every summer because my family owned a house on Long Beach Island (New Jersey). Some of the best memories I have of my childhood were made at the beach. Living on the east coast, we didn’t have the luxury to enjoy the beach year-round; so when summer came along, you can bet that we soaked up as many days as we could outside. Kendrick grew up going to the beach every summer too; there was an island off the coast of Salvador (Brazil) that he would go to with his family. The beach is like therapy for him; and he was happy as a clam all weekend 🙂

kendrick on beach

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One of my favorite sights was the Santa Barbara County Courthouse! Highly recommend stopping here to anyone who visits!

 

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View from the Observation Tower

town of sb

butterfly beach

Our favorite beach was Butterfly Beach, across from the Biltmore Four Seasons.

sunset day 2

The best sunsets are beach sunsets, am I right??

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It was so rejuvenating to feel a sense of renewal from our short weekend away. I love experiencing new places, but also am incredibly lucky that I can come home to a job that I love so much. Whenever we travel, one of the things I look forward to is coming home and sleeping in my own bed.

Sometimes all the soul needs is a little beach therapy…but in the end, there’s no place like home.

xo

Have you been to Santa Barbara? If you have, I’d love to hear your favorite spots/places to dine in the comments below!

 

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