|We're staying in this part of Santa Barbara...|
|...not this part|
Unsuspecting Bod: Sun, surf and swimming all day long? And it's on a place called Isla Vista - the views must be amazing!
Me: Actually it's been foggy and chilly most years, the sea is cold and you get tar on your feet. And views... none unless if you walk out to the cliffs.
UBod: So Santa Barbara University, beautiful campus? And what about the rooms?
Me: University: Plain and stark. Beds are hard, rooms noisy.
UBod: So the Isla Vista? Cool little student town?
Me: Actually scrappy, dirty and kinda ugly too.
At this stage U Bod starts to move away. Then the "Aha" moment - you tell them the kids are looked after all day by the funnest, peppiest, cutest students who envelope them in phantasmagorically fun days of surfing, crafting, zoo-ing, singing and tennis.
|Tallulah with the caped-counsellors|
And the best of all, the kids are utterly free. They wake up, leave the rooms on their own, get on their scooters and bikes and we only sight them as a passing flash. Cy barely changes his clothes all week and for breakfast he fills a bowl with nuclear reactive-looking mix of Captain Crunch and Lucky Charms, pours Coke over the entirety with a generous chaser of Dr Pepper.
|Cy! Put your helmet on!|
|Leadbetter Beach, Isla Vista|