"I'm preparing myself to forgive you" is a great line from one of my all-time favourite movies, Withnail and I. Right now it rather sums up how I feel about Santa Barbara. If anyone within the last 3 months had uttered the phrase "aren't we lucky to live here" I would have punched them full in the mouth, stuffed my property tax bill up their nose and set fire to it.
Still, in the spirit of lying in the bed that I have well and truly made for myself, I've decided to try and go for a full-on starfish, fluff the pillows, reach for a cup of coffee and a good book and try to make the best of things.
One of the good things about SB (fingers cramping with the pain of writing that) is that you can literally be on vacation within 2 minutes of leaving your front door. Which is useful, because this weekend two minutes was all we had. All Sunday LK beavered away at the apartment next door - poor choice of words considering the three young female students who reside there - and finally by 5pm we were ready for "family time!".
We decided to take a quick boat trip across the harbour.
The girls had such a marvelous time.
That we decided to really complete the day and take them to the beachside playground too.