Sometimes, even when you have the best intentions to discover and appreciate more about where you live, sun and blue skies and fluffy white clouds beckon.
Sometimes, even though you’ve been waiting for rain all summer and your raspberry plants have dried up from drought and neglect, you have to flee the cold and the wet.
Which is why, a few days ago, I found myself with my kids at one of the nicest beaches in southern California: Seal Beach.
Part of why we decided to drive all the way to southern California was to take the kids to DisneyLand for the first time in their lives, as a birthday present to my son (he just turned 9).
Seal Beach (reputed to be named after Navy Seals not sea creatures) is an easy drive from Los Angeles.
“We’re a family-oriented community,” the real estate agent, who was sucking on an organic Trader Joe’s lollipop, told me through an open window.
In the nearly full tip jar of the roasted-locally coffee joint was a $5 bill. I asked the barista if it was planted or if someone had really tipped that much.
“There’s a lot of money in Seal Beach,” the barista replied, confirming that the tip was from a generous patron. “A lot of retirees from L.A. live here.”
And no wonder.
The second longest wooden pier in California, clean sandy beaches, an adorable downtown, friendly inhabitants, a Red Car Museum. Who wouldn’t want to live in Seal Beach, California?
Elaborate sand castles were made.
Waves were jumped.
Swimming was done.
The toddler-sized park at the edge of the beach was climbed on.
Sunlight was converted into vitamin D. And some previously down spirits were lifted up high.
Food—at an utterly delicious Vietnamese restaurant—was consumed. They dished up seafood pho specials, jack fruit shrimp salad, vegetarian imperial rolls, and vegetarian rice noodles tossed with crispy tofu cubes.
A charming boutique toy store (Knock Knock, 219 1/2 Main Street) was visited. Activities for the car (MadLibs, story cubes and make-your-own rubber band balls) were purchased.
And then we reluctantly climbed in our rented gas-guzzling 7-seater and drove north, heading back to Ashland, where it’s 50°F and overcast, with every intention of visiting this beach town again soon.
Published: October 28, 2012
Updated: January 18, 2020
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Brette Sember says
Sounds like this was the perfect getaway! I had never heard of Seal beach, but it sounds lovely.
Sue says
Wish I were there with you!!!
Athena says
SEAL BEACH IS AWESOME!!!
Alexandra says
I will pass this post on to my son whose family lives in Los Angeles. Thanks!