As Madi and I drove into St. George at midnight, I turned to her and said, "You know, if we got up at 5:30 in the morning and drove to the beach, we could be there before noon..."
Ahhh, Laguna...I just can not stay away. I've been land locked a little too long and just needed to squish the sand between my toes, feel the salty breeze on my face, hear the roar of crashing waves and yes, even watch the cute surfer boys brave the cold water and do their thing.
It was a fun, quick, SPONTANEOUS road trip, but I had a great accomplice: thanks for throwing your hat in, Madi!
