Southern California, U.S.A.

Our Southern California adventure began in the desert and ended at the beach. The great thing about SoCal is the diverse terrain. You could be hiking up a mountain in the morning, exploring the desert in the afternoon and swimming at the beach by sunset.

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Northern California, U.S.A.

We crossed the state border into California on July 9. We imagined passing through a magic, invisible screen at this point and being instantly transported to a land of golden beaches, endless sunshine and temperatures ten degrees warmer; it’s called ‘The Golden State’ after all. We quickly noticed, however, that Northern California shares Oregon’s climate: warm but not swim-in-the-ocean-in-just-your-board-shorts warm and we had a few more miles of forest to go before we hit those Californian shores.

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I heard an English accent at the hostel we stayed at just out of San Francisco, which sounded all too familiar, I had to ask: “Where are you from?”

We whittled it down from England to South of London, to Epsom to: “Do you know Kingswood?” It just happens to be across the road from where I grew up!  The world really is a small place.

It was lovely meeting Elliott, who is spending five weeks in the San Francisco area, before heading to New York, then home to the U.K. We chatted over dinner and breakfast at the hostel, sharing traveling tales. 

Elliott’s studying Geography at Southampton University and he confirmed that Jester’s nightclub is still going strong, thankfully.

He is so down-to-earth and mature, for 20 years old…it must be all the solo traveling he’s done already.

Elliott – good luck with the Kilimanjaro climb in September and hit us up if you make it to New Zealand one day.