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Friday, August 20, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Travel to The Nard'
Oh thee Oxnard sitting oh so quietly along the Ventura County coastline just above Los Angeles. Having lived in California all my life, it puzzled me that I had not ever ventured to what a long lost friend who resides there refers to as 'The Nard'. I'll go with that.
The drive from my humble homestead was easy easy with not a pinch of shitty traffic. Blasted up there and landed safely, tumbled out of the car and into The Mandalay Beach Resort. Who knew such a prime piece of resort ass was right under the radar in Oxnard. I didn't. The front desk gentleman looked like he was a member of the band Weezer. Cool. Super helpful and un-snooty. Ocean breezy goodness wafted all around. Ahhhh.
Yes. Yes... Fish tacos du jour Oxnard Harborside. Super delicious. Tasty vittles.
Sandy toes. Salty hair. Pristine shoreline. Pure Heaven.
The drive from my humble homestead was easy easy with not a pinch of shitty traffic. Blasted up there and landed safely, tumbled out of the car and into The Mandalay Beach Resort. Who knew such a prime piece of resort ass was right under the radar in Oxnard. I didn't. The front desk gentleman looked like he was a member of the band Weezer. Cool. Super helpful and un-snooty. Ocean breezy goodness wafted all around. Ahhhh.
Yes. Yes... Fish tacos du jour Oxnard Harborside. Super delicious. Tasty vittles.
Riding my bike... Well the bike I rented from the resort.
I teetered with my camera and quickly snapped this picture while rollin on down the alley... Silly gorgeous houses.
I am a sucker for arched hallways. Arch it.
Sandy toes. Salty hair. Pristine shoreline. Pure Heaven.
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