I am a Southern California native—third generation on my father’s side, as a matter of fact—so it should be a surprise to no one that one of my favorite escapes is a trip to the beach.
I love to take my kids to the beach every summer, and we usually head out to Zuma at least once or twice a week, after school gets out. We get there around noon or 1 p.m., after the morning fog has burned off, and stay until sunset. My favorite time of day is around 4 p.m. when the water turns silver in the sun’s reflection and the dolphins always seem to swim south from their day trip to Ventura County and possibly beyond.
But I also love to run away to the beach with some girlfriends, my husband, or all by myself, when I need an escape.
Sometimes my girlfriends and I will meet at Malibu Beach and walk past the houses, catching up on gossip with Starbucks in hand. We always hope to catch a glimpse of Matthew McConaughey running shirtless and tossing a Frisbee as in all those photos in People magazine. (Sadly, that never seems to happen.)
Once in a while, on the rare occasion that my husband and I find ourselves without children, we’ll head over to the Sunset Restaurant at Pt. Dume for a leisurely cocktail. We'll then walk hand-in-hand on the sand and try our best to talk about anything other than our kids. (It usually doesn’t last long.)
And then there are times when I really need to clear out the constant clutter I’m collecting in my brain, so I'll hop in my car and cruise 15 short minutes down Kanan to Zuma Beach. I love the drive over the twisty canyon, and even though I’ve seen it well over a thousand times, I gasp in awe every time I catch my first sight of the deep, blue Pacific Ocean.
When I get there, I like to take off my shoes and feel the cool sand squish beneath my toes as I walk. Sometimes, I’ll wade in the water and sometimes I’ll hang back just above it on the sand. The sound of the waves crashing, the smell of the surf and the wind on my face always seem to clear out my head.
An hour spent walking at the beach, whenever I'm there, always makes me feel better—alive, refreshed, renewed—like I’ve truly escaped.