18/7: By afternoon, we arrived in Santa Cruz.
I had heard so much nice about Santa Cruz. It was supposed to be this really cozy little town. And sure, it was cute. But not the amazing place everyone had tried to make it out as. Maybe we just got there on the wrong afternoon, and walked on the wrong streets.
But the ocean front walking path was beautiful. The houses by it flaunty.
Imagine having that as you’re reading spot. I could see myself reading “A Clash of Kings” right on that cliff. All of it. In the spray and breeze.
Katja Malmborg 