Motel 6 Santa Barbara - Carpinteria North
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... beach and headed into town. The lunch of chowder and fish taco, though tasty, was slow in coming so we rather rushed around this pleasant city, with its whitewashed walls and red tiles. With shady pavements, chic shops and spotless streets this was a very attractive place. I loved the pianos placed on several corners, inviting players to tinkle a tune. After a quick look at the impressive Mission we headed ...
... are for a raffle and are a dollar apiece" said the young girl. "What are you raising the money for?" Rick asked. She responded "they're for my brothers baseball team." At that point Rick turned to the brother and tried to get him involved in the sale but he was pretty shy. A career in sales is clearly not in his future. However, his sister may have found her calling!
Rick asked to take a look at what the prizes were. The grand ...
... as a lot of the first part of Hwy 1 is closed for construction so we stayed on Hwy 101 :( We finally arrived in Santa Barbara, what a beautiful classy city. The main road leading along the beach front is lined with 100s of palm trees, shops and restaurants. After a pizza dinner we wandered along the pier and beach front as the sun set and headed back to our little ...
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So, the kids had behaved... We headed south toward the OC and Van's.
I have wondered what would happen if, when out on one of our trips if I became sick...like too sick to drive... and as my joints are getting achier and achier, and I'm hot and cold, I'm realizing that I've never really finished figuring out what I would do. I guessed that as long as I could still see straight I would just ...
... Lovebird to contend with. He called it “going to Happy Hour”, but hey, what about my happy hour?
Then, without much warning, my manbird decided to “retire”. Oh, Happy Day! All day riding around on his shoulder, shredding his Tshirts with my sharp, savage beak, pooping on him whenever I pleased. It would be Lovebird heaven, or so I thought. Then he bought a little RV – a 20 foot Pleasure Way – fully equipped with all ...