We stayed in Beach Flats, which is actually a little scary because that is supposed to be one of the worst neighborhoods in Santa Cruz. Not bad for one night, though, and we could hear the revellers down at the Boardwalk. Scream down the roller coaster hill, hold your breath going up, scream once more. It has a rhythm, like waves at the ocean. We ate at the pier, which is right there. Good seafood.
Two pics:
The view as we started up West Cliff Drive in Santa Cruz. I loved the bikes locked to the fence.
Ah, the California Coast. So gorgeous. I especially enjoyed the watching the water rush into this sea cave.
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