Can anyone say vacation? So far, San Luis has turned out to be the best kept secret of the Central Coast. Entering the town was Matrix like as the hills turned over and enveloped me on the road, all golden brown and dusty looking reminding a little of what fall should look like.
So I get here and my sister's place is less than 5 minutes from the freeway ( right around the corner). The home is quiet, spacious and lived in. The kind where you don't feel weird pulling out the pans yourself and making an egg. The first night, we lounged on the sofa.
The best part was downtown. My senses were tickled as we passed shop after shop selling unecessary but cute wares and foods. On the left a fudgerie that boasted a few fire engine red candy apples with a little granny smith green poking through. The color alone made you want to buy it. On the right were old fashioned book stores with the shelf ladders that everyone secretly wants to climb.
I loved it! It's a town for artists and expatriates that can't afford to leave the country.
It will inspire the writers to write and musicians to play. In fact, I'm going to the Farmer's Market tonight and will hear a local band.
If you're in town, bring a mug of cider, layer up and join us!
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