My co-worker bff and I took the train down to Long Beach this morning and were picked up by our friend just as the radio started playing The Next Episode, obviously. We, however, went to the suuuuper fancy part of Long Beach for THE most delicious pizza (really the only thing I can compare it to is the pizza in New Haven… definitely the best pizza I’ve had in California). It was phenomenal. The 8 oz glasses of white wine we drank combined with the way we all skipped breakfast and didn’t really eat until 2:30 led to a few hours of wandering around on Naples Island, which was so weird and magical and unexpected. It was a beautiful day and EVERYONE was outside, mostly paddleboarding and/or drinking, and it was wonderful.