Home Sweet California

I've been in California for four days now, and haven't posted once. This may seem surprising given my constant blogging over the last month. The first day or two, I was trying to make a post that involved some pictures, but the connection I had been trying to use was extremely slow so I kept coming on, waiting, and then giving up. I've now abandoned that post for now (but I will post it, since it not about a date in particular, just an idea). As for the bigger picture of why I am here, I think I'm going to post about it at the end of my trip. There are a lot of random scattered things on my mind, about family, life, school, the future (not in that particular order) and it's hard to formulate them into a succinct concept right now. So I'm just kind of floating along, enjoying the company of my grandmother and the comforts of my second home.

I do want to comment on today though. I went with my grandmother and her friend to Santa Barbara, first to see the mission, then to see the beach. I am still so close to my Mexico trip that the parallels between my day in Santa Barbara and my day trips to San Miguel de Allende or Guajanuato are obvious. Driving through the mountains to a beautiful city, then seeing a church built by Spaniards and taking lots of pictures. The man who was responsible for the California missions, Junipero Serra, began his work in Queretaro at a church that I toured. So while clearly I was not in Mexico, the feeling was comforting, and the mission was beautiful. The visit to the ocean afterward clearly bore no resemblance to anything I did in Mexico, but being near the water always feels like home. I didn't have a lot of time there, but I walked, alone, and took in the water.

Because of the connection I am on pictures will be limited (I will catch up later), but below are two photos, one from the mission and one from the beach.