While in California we had hoped to have a chance to meet up with a couple of good friends who live in the Bay area. We’d all been traveling a lot, only had part of one day free, and they have a baby, so when our friend hit on the solution of meeting up half way in Santa Cruz, we thought “Perfect!” On Sunday morning, we rented a car and made the hour long drive north.
I’d never been to Santa Cruz before and it was really the perfect town to meet up for a few hours. It was still a little foggy when we arrived, so we parked near the boardwalk, got espressos and drifted down to the beach to watch the volleyball players. Not long after, our friends arrived with a beach blanket and picnic food. We set up a few feet up from the water, snacked and caught up, and dug in the sand with the baby, all the while watching athletes complete a triathlon along one stretch of the beach.
Once the sun had burned through the fog and we’d had a chance to soak up the warmth, we packed up the blanket and headed over to the boardwalk to check out the amusement park and the arcades. It was fun to see the baby taking in all the lights and sounds and the movement of the rides, sometimes wide-eyed and sometimes squealing in delight. We hadn’t seen her since last summer when she still so tiny and sleepy, and now she’s practically a pro at walking.
We women snuck off on our own to ride the colorful chair lifts high above the park, and the men and the baby wandered around the rides and booths below.
Like the end of any perfect summer trip, we indulged in
vices treats like corn dogs and chocolate dipped ice cream cones. We wandered into the arcades and did our best to win enough tickets to buy the baby something cute, and when we came up short, we fed more money into the token machines so we could win more tickets. Eventually we racked up enough tickets to get her a soft blue sea horse on a bendable stick, and she rewarded our efforts by laughing and repeatedly giving it kisses.