We went to Santa Barbara last weekend because Tony was taking Maggie to see her first concert there on Sunday night - The Killers! She loved it, by the way, LOVED. Just grinning ear to ear, Tony said she was on her feet the whole time, singing and dancing. Anyway, since the concert was Sunday night we decided to go down Saturday and spend the night, because every time we drive through Santa Barbara Sally begs us to rent the bikes that you can ride along the beach. You know the bikes I'm talking about - the family bikes! We had a blast, mostly torturing Maggie who was mortified about the whole thing. She kept saying, "God, I hope the Killers don't see me." Oh, the paper train conductor hat Tony is wearing in the picture was courtesy of Amtrak, which Sally and I rode back to LA.
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