I was in the cab on the way to the bus station and my driver told me that he used to live in Houston, but a friend set him up with the fare to go to Washington to find better work. On the way it stopped for a night in Santa Barbara, and after a walk on the beach and a look at the mountains, he decided he didn’t want to leave and never got back on the bus the next morning. That was 22 years ago.
It’s a prime example of the Santa Barbara experience – how the place can infect you very quickly. It happened to me in 2009: I went out for a visit, then promptly went home and collected my belongings.
I’m going to do a feature story on the area for GoNOMAD’s main site, but this is just a fair warning to visitors this spring, summer, and fall – you will most likely not want to leave.
Here are a few photos from my most recent stay in town. For more, visit Wake and Wander on Facebook.