California’s spirit is growing on me. That’s the only explanation. But the place(s) and the people are so amazing and nice, you can’t resist.

So, what’s up? Well, first, I run every morning – a trend yet to be confirmed with more data points ;)

And then there is this incredible experience on Sunday: slack rope walking. I went to the beach at Santa Monica with schoolmates Sarah and Russell. At the Muscle Beach (composed of more acrobatic and gymnastic attractions than in Venice), a new-age guy was walking on a rope he had attached between two poles. He kindly offered us to try, which we did.

(Sorry, that’s the only picture I have…thanks to Sarah)

Walking on slack rope in Santa Monica

I could almost walk without help and really enjoyed the experience. As our new-age instructor explained, it’s a “mind game”. The key to prevent the rope to lead the dance is to concentrate and breathe. I’d really like to do that on a daily or weekly basis for concentration – that’s much more my thing than sudoku ;)

And who knows, I might get into the high flyers league… these “slackliners” are insane. Or am I just a slacker? – that’s a bad play on words but I had to do it because I saw a “slacker” tee-shirt in a shop in Santa Barbara the day before.

Speaking of Santa Barbara, a final note on California. My dear friend Nicolas de P. was right about one thing: UCLA is too intellectual. The concentration of beautiful girls is higher in UCSB from my observation in Main Street bars Saturday evening. ;) But that is so irrelevant given the concentration of lovely Californians in California.

Damn, I really am a slacker.