A Love At First Sight

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div style="text-align: center;"> Do you believe in love at first sight, I didn't for a long time. But I recently changed my mind about that. Trust me when I say that Los Angeles, California was my love at first sight. The blue, warm ocean water, the cool ocean breeze, the green palm trees and of course the topless boys!</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> I am a sucker for beaches and beach weather and LA was the right place for both. A lot of my family and friends were trying to sell me America and I was still skeptical about it, but Cali beaches just got me head over heels.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLR1z5DXQ76d4L_EHc06hkY1mDGvNfBK0s-aK4I_hoUgLwVuuA0uL2heLESORjQ8NZ5Sb2VMrdnz6LsaXmFD5qwdUnaGAW5dderL6xFmO3K7OSBQ3ljLb7LTmBCfAZN8XFoCni7ycTg/s1600/IMG_0673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLR1z5DXQ76d4L_EHc06hkY1mDGvNfBK0s-aK4I_hoUgLwVuuA0uL2heLESORjQ8NZ5Sb2VMrdnz6LsaXmFD5qwdUnaGAW5dderL6xFmO3K7OSBQ3ljLb7LTmBCfAZN8XFoCni7ycTg/s640/IMG_0673.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Turquoise Water</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqG5WZ7k2qWA3dAP909dpj71REaBAYSeEe3mIyNlI4u7GupZpAIZ2ZHWoZXTwEm-O7Wg6ye0gOCxAEObmWlOJKyeJSruSK-gpj94otRvoP63CKIkeb6FJ9Wii8FzF2udd3KO6XkTX27g/s1600/IMG_0642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqG5WZ7k2qWA3dAP909dpj71REaBAYSeEe3mIyNlI4u7GupZpAIZ2ZHWoZXTwEm-O7Wg6ye0gOCxAEObmWlOJKyeJSruSK-gpj94otRvoP63CKIkeb6FJ9Wii8FzF2udd3KO6XkTX27g/s640/IMG_0642.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Venice Beach- Los Angeles</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> The problem with living in a land-lock country is that there are no beaches and it is upsetting when you are most excited by the idea of an open ocean. I am not much of a swimmer but just the idea of lying on the sand with the occasional splash in the salty water is enough to make me want a live on a beach forever. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgMtsiDGF9AMLL0RAJXPaukKo9nKxA4T1spFSTcPPsMFWcPhmR986Z1JC01w6aRShBrKrPqQEd4P4azGMtHF6mGabqYPJtHey9HZ4t52ozUB0OiWoe2QA_VD3V7NqxJ93b3ThZyhiZcs/s1600/IMG_0581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgMtsiDGF9AMLL0RAJXPaukKo9nKxA4T1spFSTcPPsMFWcPhmR986Z1JC01w6aRShBrKrPqQEd4P4azGMtHF6mGabqYPJtHey9HZ4t52ozUB0OiWoe2QA_VD3V7NqxJ93b3ThZyhiZcs/s640/IMG_0581.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Manhattan Beach</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUQt1SU4IEqr7FMiZ53ORXWT79gvqx1BNe-NPKQO5Z9o7wirMJZVtd8gL7qnav-q3Pn4YOrd7AFszOc5QdF5ojl6F56Ep7LjeFWagk5dCxNAKkVyHOBy0Pu5Ztuhgi54LDDWWZGaOe9M/s1600/IMG_0644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUQt1SU4IEqr7FMiZ53ORXWT79gvqx1BNe-NPKQO5Z9o7wirMJZVtd8gL7qnav-q3Pn4YOrd7AFszOc5QdF5ojl6F56Ep7LjeFWagk5dCxNAKkVyHOBy0Pu5Ztuhgi54LDDWWZGaOe9M/s640/IMG_0644.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">West Coast Beaches</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXrAmhPsbsGLQCm4Q4RNxHYM9Xa_U_E19slNq64J5rUgpAunnEA0lrfGmtKShk0ea94ggL77rr9YbyOGu_W6YkLAh-vxYpdTov2kcx_q5L9U8o7hXg0gcJDphelAjt8VSubDLwCsqbGA/s1600/IMG_3251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXrAmhPsbsGLQCm4Q4RNxHYM9Xa_U_E19slNq64J5rUgpAunnEA0lrfGmtKShk0ea94ggL77rr9YbyOGu_W6YkLAh-vxYpdTov2kcx_q5L9U8o7hXg0gcJDphelAjt8VSubDLwCsqbGA/s640/IMG_3251.jpg" width="600" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Favorite View</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> As a younger self I was not very fond of beaches. I did not like the sun as much and I was too self conscious about wearing a swim-wear. But as I grew older, I have come to love the sun, the salty water does not bother me as much and also I am less conscious about myself in a swimsuit. I think my fondness for the beach and the beach weather has grown over time, but that fondness is here to stay.  </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR1y83V_l7_8mOE6CiPfEpGWma2k_Z6mIsYLkhJ9KDKeIFp5q_1WrNs-5WNNiIn8g8MMhVL5GkJEOqVFma-ndPDA2EiK_8Kz5dnYm86_a49Ow2htRfI7XKDSb5Gp2YeN66C4F5HssXPo/s1600/IMG_3189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR1y83V_l7_8mOE6CiPfEpGWma2k_Z6mIsYLkhJ9KDKeIFp5q_1WrNs-5WNNiIn8g8MMhVL5GkJEOqVFma-ndPDA2EiK_8Kz5dnYm86_a49Ow2htRfI7XKDSb5Gp2YeN66C4F5HssXPo/s640/IMG_3189.jpg" width="600" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mandatory Beach Selfie</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> Few things that I miss right now at the brim of Kathmandu winter is the warm American beach and spicy Mexican food. My mission for my next travel is visiting more beaches. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> Until the next throw-back and until the next blog post.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> To finding little adventure and making memories.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> SHEY</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> </div> </div>

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A Love At First Sight

Do you believe in love at first sight, I didn't for a long time. But I recently changed my mind about that. Trust me when I say that L...