California fits with me. Or at least some parts of it. LA is too big, but places like Santa Cruz, where my sister lives, or Santa Barbara, where I lived for half a year more than a decade ago, are just right.
The people, the landscape (so much beauty) the weather, the atmosphere, it just fits. Even Arnold seems to be doing okay. Just a shame with this guy in Washington who rules over it all.
Needless to say, I had a great time in CA. Specifically the last week which I spend at my sisters' and was filled with shopping, beachlife, hiking, bellydance (she, not I), a trip to San Francisco and a visit to happy hippieland Harbin Hotsprings.

I knitted maybe half a row in these two weeks, mostly because I couldn't knit on planes (no needles allowed) and I wouldn't knit during car trips (too much to see outside, and besides, I tended to get a little nauseous from all the bends in the road). But of course, I had to visit a local yarn shop and here's a picture of it: The golden fleece. I didn't find other yarn shops in Santa Cruz, but having this one, who needs another? There were loads and loads of wonderfull yarns and some really nice people inside. So I bought some yarn which I will show you later, as my suitcase has not arrived at my home yet. Heathrow has a new software system for dealing with passengers' luggage, I'm just warning ya.