California
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Seal Pups, Anxiety Dogs For Cheetahs, Border Patrol Agents, and Sunsets in San Diego
This is a hard post because everything about SoCal is SoStereotypical. It’s hard to find a story in a place that’s so frequently filled the pages of history– a place where EVERYONE has been. Scouts honor– I promise to STEER CLEAR of the typical blah blah blah in this post.Here’s my storyteller’s attempt at throwing something original out into the world: Abandoned Seal Pups at La Jolla Beach When you see a seal pup–it hurts– because it’s so cute. I found a story at La Jolla Beach while leaning over a a wall-like structure . . . elbow to elbow with a volunteer scientist from the Seal Conservancy. [If you know anything…
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Thai Town: Ditching the L.A. Tourist Scene
Disclaimer: I will never be an L.A. kind of girl. I’m not even much of a (dare I say it?) beach kind of person. Que the Crickets. Recently I’ve expanded my horizons. I’ve permanently relocated to Colorado and as consequence I’m on a new.found.mission to explore the West. Needless to say when round trip airfare to L.A. popped up for two– for $90– round trip, we hopped. Los Angeles was nice for about an hour but it was honestly hotter, dirtier, and rougher than expected. The Hollywood sign was neat at a glance up but totally overrated and crowded when forced to climb up the hill to get a close up.…

