If you've been reading this blog for a while now you know that I have a thing for Santa Barbara. It is where I went to college, to party and most importantly where I went to grow up after living in Orange County my entire life. So it is will come as no surprise to you that it is also where I went this Labor Day Weekend to draft for my Fantasy Football League. Yes, I play Fantasy Football, and this year instead of drafting from the comfort of my couch with in front of Matthew Berry shouting advice at me a la everyone else in the world who listens to Fantasy Focus. My lady and I decided to head up via train to visit my roommates. In order to avoid all the Labor Day traffic we planned ahead, and by planned ahead I mean we jumped on the Amtrak and paid the small fortune ($47 each way) to have a conductor shuttle us from one end of Southern California 200 miles to another more relaxing area of Southern California (if there is such a thing).
A round trip ticket on Labor Day Weekend will run you about $94 to Santa Barbara for a single person and while that might seem like highway robbery what they don't tell you on the website is that the WiFi is abominable and if you wanted to watch Netflix or use any sort of streaming service they will block it; not that you could even if no one else was on the train.
Other than that I recommend you take business class because you can sleep in the seats like they are the Lazy Boy's from Friends and they have will always have an outlet per seat whereas in the cheap seats you probably will have to share one with your neighbor. Luckily I knew my neighbor and beat her to the outlet and put on headphones before she could say anything.
We got in Saturday night and spent our day at Cajun Kitchen. Open for breakfast and lunch this diner combines my love for Cajun and Mexican Food with my love for breakfast and lunch. Get there by 9am and you'll miss the crowds and but if you're running late they have one by Paseo Nuevo that is bigger than the one in Goleta or the one by Bath St. so you can cycle through the wait list faster.
After breakfast we walked across the street to McConnell's for some sea salt caramel ice cream and then headed down to the Mesa to play some football by the beach. The beach is fairly secluded, there are troves of family that like to BBQ on the cliff overlooking the ocean but once you head down the stairs to the beach only the locals are there. We spent most of our day playing football, preparing for the impending draft and falling asleep on a beach surrounded by small animals and pretty women. I could not have planned a better Labor Day if I tried.