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Home, Sweet Home

Back to reality. Why is the first day being at work after a vacation the worse? I thought I would be ready for work again, but I’m not. My mind is still on the shores of Redondo Beach. Let’s say the beach in general because Hermosa, Venice and Santa Monica got some love as well.

Monday:

I was able to walk along Third Street Promenade, but I had no money to buy anything. I did roller blade (yes, people still do that)  from Santa Monica to Venice Beach. I played some basketball at Venice Beach. I made my first three shots and after that? ALL. BAD. It does not help that I am out of shape. Those guys can play though. I can officially mark Venice Beach off my bucket list. I was able to walk along Third Street Promenade, but I had no money to buy anything.

One would think that I would keep a camera on me at all times, but I didn’t. The slideshow consists of pictures from my phone. The hotel that I stayed at was in Redondo Beach, three blocks away from THE beach. I was quite excited about that.  The first few slides are from Redondo and the rest are from Santa Monica.

 

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Saturday:

It was my first time getting to hang out in Hermosa Beach. I went bar hopping with some friends from high school. It’s weird, I’m pretty much ten years removed from high school. Time flies.  Anyway, the pier was just filled with restaurants/bars.  We did our fair share of walking, but it was nice. We pretty much ended the night watching the waves. I have never done that before, but THAT? Was nice.

Sunday

The family had a BBQ and that was good. Nothing beats a BBQ with a touch of home. It was cool seeing the family, and the family was quite happy to see King Alex as well. I really don’t like going to LA but for some reason this trip felt different. I really don’t have a reason why, but it felt different.

 

The best part of the trip was going to Versailles. CUBAN FOOD. Whenever I make a trip down south, I have to at least three things: Go to Versailles, chill at Santa Monica Pier or get Thai food. I was able to accomplish two out of the three.

 

Seriously though, does this not look good?

Famoso Pollo Versailles

I had that for dinner and yet again it did not disappoint.

Sunday, during the BBQ, my aunt hooked it up with this….

I didn’t open it yet, but apparently it is really good. It is Rum from Belize.

 Just in case you didn’t know, fun fact of the day, my folks are from Belize. I have Central American roots. Not a lot of people know about that, but now? The internet world knows!

It felt good to be back at the old stomping grounds, but it feels good to be back in Nor Cal. At the end of the day all that matters is that everybody is alive and well. If that happens, then it’s all good.

Overall?

Home, Sweet Home

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The Day of Humps

About me section? Check. Contact information section? Check. Me always being awesome? Always and forever. My page is to my liking and…I…like…it?  <—- Not going  to lie, that phrase sounded better in my head.

It’s Hump Day! Who came up with that nickname? I don’t know how I feel calling it by that name/nickname. All my life, Wednesday has been THE name. I can’t just go around saying “It’s Hump Day”, the majority of my friends have sick minds so that’s trouble.

Anyway, it’s Hump Day. I’m in the mood for some…

Whenever I drink this, I think of my good friend Sarah. If it wasn’t for her, I would not have known about this greatness.

Random thought: A few moments ago I met somebody who I follow on Twitter. If we were living in Southern California, I doubt the encounter would’ve happen. Northern California = a small community. Since I’m on the subject of Twitter, follow me – GO DEEP IN MY MIND.

My mind? I don’t know what is wrong with it. I have to get ready for my session, my freestyle session. I’ve been challenged by my friend. He is way better than I am. I have my moments though, especially if I freestyle about nursery rhymes. YES, you read that right, nursery rhymes! You want to know how horrible I am?  Take a look at this, Allison Brie from Community.

Yup, I’m worse than her.

Happy Hump Day!

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