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And today, to Santa Cruz: to Zachary's for the best pancakes in the world; to the historic Del Mar Theatre for The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy; to Eco Goods for shoes and boots; to Chocolate for chocolate, hot; to Streetlight for Ida's first album and My Bloody Valentine's best (or so I hear); to Cafe Pergolesi and Logos and Bookshop Santa Cruz and New Leaf and just hanging around downtown. There was so much to do I forgot my other plan for the day, further down the coast to Seacliff State Beach.

On the drive back over the mountains, sandwiched between two Abra Moore songs, my iPod's shuffle play picked out three tracks in a row by Maria Kalaniemi. When I hear her music, I feel this enormous relief: No matter how bad things get, at least the human race has accomplished this. I spent the rest of the ride down from the summit without music, figuring it could only go downhill.

Every time I visit Santa Cruz there's a background murmur in my head: Why don't I live here? Today that murmur rose to a dull roar when I spotted an ad for a two-month summer sublet, at half my current rent, with "travel, music, health & art oriented housemates". I guess I could go back and get the number en route to Seacliff.

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Seacliff is nice.