Outside the Oceana Hotel in Santa Barbara, CA
There is nothing more bizarre than visiting a place that you called home for three years as a tourist. I called Santa Barbara home from 2003-2006 when I was attending Brooks Institute of Photography, and crazily enough have not been back to visit since I graduated in May of 2006…well that is until last weekend:) I was in LA visiting my sister Mallory and we decided to make a day trip up to SB since it is only an hour north on the 101. The entire day was incredibly surreal. I remember when I was attending school there watching the tourists on State St. thinking, “Gosh I would love to be on vacation like those tourists, no homework, no work, just relaxing,” well I finally got to do that! Mal and I started the morning off with breakfast at Sambo’s accompanied by two very large mimosas:)
Then I got behind the steering wheel and drove around to the spots that I wanted to visit and reminisce about my life in SB. First was the Mission, my very first photo assignment with the 4×5 camera in 101 was at the Mission. I spent many an afternoon relaxing on the lawn in front of the Mission smelling the incredible rose garden near by.
Those roses were ginormous!!