Under the Bridge

The first time I went to LA, we met at the airport wearing the same shoes. We ate grilled cheese from a food truck, drove down the Pacific Coast Highway, saw some of our favorite childhood bands play live and visited the Santa Monica Pier so I could ride the ferris wheel.

Almost a year later, we went back to LA, this time together. There were a whole new set of adventures this trip but we still made some time for the Pier.

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