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I have always considered myself a strictly East Coast USA gal.
I spent part of my childhood living in Connecticut, then moved to New York City in my 20s — formative years that cemented my loyalty for good.
If you know anything about the US, you know this loyalty runs deep. East Coast people are East Coast people. West Coast people are… different. Slower. Sunnier. More inclined to talk about feelings before coffee.
Or so I thought.
Because a recent visit to Santa Monica — not Los Angeles as a sprawling whole, but this very specific beachside pocket — quietly dismantled everything I thought I knew about myself.
Santa Monica is where the city meets the sea. Often described as Southern California's premier beach city, it blends the laid-back ease of a classic beach town with big-city polish and cultural clout.
It has more than 5.5 kilometres of coastline, roughly 316 days of sunshine every year and almost 200 kilometres of dedicated bike lanes.
A Santa Monica sunset has to be seen to be believed. Image: Supplied
































