As the dog days of summer wrap up and (most of) of the world sharpens its pencils for September, let us reminisce about sunny California. Back in July, I ventured out to Southern California for a few days. Prior to this, my only visit to the state was to San Francisco when I was ten. Let us not discount that former trip as it launched a long-standing admiration for West coast culture. San Diego was a whole new arena. My time was spent bopping around with my local friend (and best host) in San Diego, La Jolla, and Newport Beach soaking in the ~perfect~ weather and learning that surf culture is well and alive. I also learnt that California does açai bowls better than anyone else— Kaboose Juice holds a very special place in my heart. I took up long boarding, lived in denim cutoffs, and hiked not once, but twice. I deem that a complete conversion to California lifestyle. While I was sad to go, I can guarantee I'll be returning once again. Without much to say, I hope you enjoy this snippet of film photos from my time in sweet, sweet San Diego.
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