In Malibu

The skies were not so blue the day I visited Malibu.


I giggle whenever I reminisce on my Malibu adventure. A newbie traveller, completely unaware that Malibu is its own city. Wait Malibu isn’t a beach along the LA coast? My mind was blown learning the ever so basic Greater Los Angeles area geography.

I was staying at a Santa Monica hotel and Malibu was a bucket-list destination for me. I assumed putting “Malibu” into my GPS would be a suffice method to get to the beach. I later found out there are multiple beaches in the city of Malibu. Yikes!

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Pre-Malibu picture. I’m devouring a Nutella cannoli from Carlo’s bakery. Damn, that pastry was so freakin’ delicious.

Malibu Pier

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After a 30 minute Uber ride (I literally thought Malibu was a 5 minute drive away), I found myself at the Malibu Pier. I wish I filmed my reaction. The whole pier, and I mean the WHOLE pier was filled with fog.

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Thinking this smog would eventually clear out, I decided to fill my bikini body with some Mexican food – A new obsession I developed while in California. Finding the nearest restaurant – it was literally across the street – I ordered my favourite Mexican dish… Quesadillas!

Feeling stuffer than ever and not giving a damn, I was ready to hit a nearby beach for some sunlight, sand, and to consume those Malibu vibes. Having little knowledge about the Malibu beaches, I basically played Russian roulette with a list of beaches. The winner, El Matador beach.

El Matador

The fog did not clear up. In fact, I’m pretty sure it got worse. I knew I would despise myself if I didn’t at least glance at the beach. So, I gained the confidence (even with my super full stomach) to rip off my outfit and strut down the beach in my cheetah print bikini. Body positivity, no matter what shape, size, colour or ability is everything to me. I wanted to capture a few pictures of myself near the rock formations. They were absolutely breathtaking.

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To reflect on my Malibu experience, yes the fog absolutely sucked. But, I wasn’t going to let something so insufficient to ruin my day. The skies weren’t blue, but the views were still as extraordinary as I anticipated. To be given the opportunity to travel to such a naturally beautiful destination was rewarding on its own. Fog, or no fog, I am grateful to have consumed such beauty in Malibu.

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Farm To Fork Festival In Sacramento

I had the best weekend! Blog post done.

Just kidding… My weekend in Sac Town was lively. Can you really blame a girl for wanting to share her happiness with the rest of the world? I don’t think so.

One of my roommates wrote in her journal: “Happy thoughts only.” I think this is an important motto to remember when writing. Even though, I still want to share some of my deeper and more emotional thoughts with you, I want my travel section to remain POSITIVE. Looking back at my travelling adventures, I only want to remember HAPPY THOUGHTS.

Friday Night Lights

This section will be short and sweet (you’ll catch my drift in a bit). A typical Friday night for a bunch of college students was in place. You know the type filled with beers, other drinks, food, music, and more beers. A Sacramento pub called Low Brau has officially become a Nicole favourite. That is where we spent our Friday night. The atmosphere there is homey and fun. It’s just what I like. After a couple of drinks and an incentive to explore, we found ourselves stumbling into a dessert diner. Yes, those apparently exist. Giving us total 1960’s feels, we ordered the most delicious milkshakes and sat for a few hours. What a night!

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Farm To Fork Festival: The Real Fun

Sac Town is apparently America’s Farm-to-Fork Capital (I did not know this). Just like its name, the festival celebrates where the local food comes from. Wearing our comfiest shoes, we spent what seemed like the whole day checking out each local vendor. The free event offered a generous selection of fine food and drinks.

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The Food

Heading to the event, it was our intention to buy lunch there. We would find a vendor that appealed to our tastebuds and purchase lunch from them. But, booths were giving out free samples. And of course, I took each free sample I could get. Cheese, bread, fish tacos, pumpkin pie, cookies, and coffee were handed out for free. After devouring what seemed like my 20th free sample, I was full.

To be fair, we did pay for a fun, interactive wine tasting event held at the festival. California wine really is a marvel.

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The culture and community made this event special to me. Back in Toronto, locally grown foods aren’t celebrated or even acknowledged as much. Seeing thousands of people come out to applaud their local food culture was charming and quite inspiring. In a city that is so diverse with national identities, I appreciate the bond the food culture established for the citizens of Sacramento.

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