Ever simply fall head over heels in love with a place? Well, it happened. I fell in love with Los Angeles (and it reminded me SO much of our Morocco). I love quite a few places for very different reasons, but this is one I did not expect. All my preconceived notions had led me to believe that I might enjoy L.A. and all it offers, but by no means would I fall in love. Where these "feelings" come from, I have yet to know, but experiences like these make me think I might need to chuck them out the window before touching ground. On the contrary, Zach and I thought we would love San Diego. And it was gorgeous. Beautiful, really. Clean. With wonderful food. But maybe it was the chill in the air, or the quiet calm in the atmosphere...it's like it just didn't take completely. That being said, it's a lovely place and would be great for a relaxing vacation. At the La Brea Tar Pits and LACMA. Dinner at Rosti in Santa Monica I loved these couches in Santa Monica...