The Georgian?The End

Figure I’ve bored you enough with the Santa Monica stories this week so I promise, this will be the last one.

But I had to show you our hotel…

And the food we ate at that hotel.

And some scenes from the Santa Monica Pier (where I ate cotton candy. There is no proof of that though.)

(oatmeal)

(french toast souffle. seriously. french toast, as a souffle.)

And just think, this is how we started our day, everyday. (Tell me again why I had to go home?)

Especially when the views were exactly like this…everywhere you looked. Ugh…

And because I took something like 400 pictures of the ferris wheel on the Santa Monica Pier, I’m making you suffer through these next few…

Thanks for indulging me this week in my futile attempt to mentally remain on vacation. It’s been far more entertaining than acknowledging the obvious fact that I’ve been back in reality this whole time…

ps. T-8 days until my next out of town adventure.