It was waaayyyy too bright, but we needed a shot of us in front of the board walk in
Santa Cruz.
We each chose one ride to go on. I chose the hanging "chairlift" thingy, and D. chose the old wooden roller coaster. I'll admit, I was skeptical. Riding on a roller coaster that was build years before my parents were even born is a bit of a risky venture, but it was pretty fun. I felt like I was going to fall out of the rollercoaster car, when I was lifted off of the seat.
In Monterey
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