By the time this post is published, Thanksgiving day will be over. The leftover turkey and fixings will have been placed in containers and packed in the fridge. Clean dishes will be stacked and left near the kitchen sink to dry overnight. My parent's dinning room, which would be filled with the sounds of the chatter and laughs of bonding family on Thanksgiving day, will now be cleaned and quiet, ready for the next meal.
One summer I visited a good friend of mine down in San Clemente, a beach town along the California shore in Orange County. It's a calm relaxing place that you would find in any travel magazine. Roads curve gently along homes set in hills rolling down to meet sandy beaches and vibrant blue waters. It was [...]