I love old Spanish Days in Santa Barbara. I've been going to them every August my entire life. Only the older I get I move farther and farther up State Street away from the beach and into the less rowdy more chill areas to enjoy the festivities. At the rate I'm going in another ten years Fiesta will have to be at my house.
But I still love the feel of community and the familiarity of something that's been a constant in my life. I may not dance on the beach, all day and all night, in a bikini and sarong with margarita in my hand any more but I still like to visit this wonderful frozen in time reminder of when I was young
The only part of the five day fiesta that has changed over time is me. But that's Ok. It's the way life is supposed to be.
But I still love the feel of community and the familiarity of something that's been a constant in my life. I may not dance on the beach, all day and all night, in a bikini and sarong with margarita in my hand any more but I still like to visit this wonderful frozen in time reminder of when I was young
The only part of the five day fiesta that has changed over time is me. But that's Ok. It's the way life is supposed to be.
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