
I knew it was happening the second he said “You NEED to come to California with me”. Nails done red and ticket bought, I was on a plane to San Francisco a few weeks later. The last time I hit up California was in my teens, so I had a tough time remembering many of a highlights – especially with much of the sightseeing done behind a smirk or eyeroll as an 18-year-old. But I was excited to tackle Big Sur and the west coast now, especially as I thought…
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