I wasn’t a big fan of Santa Barbara, to be honest. The Spanish houses were nothing but charming and the sand underneath my toes were even warmer and softer than usual, but it was just not one of those cities that stirred me on the inside. One night is hardly enough to judge a city but from the first impression, it seemed a little aloof, a little full of itself. Maybe it’s just me.
Too lazy to do proper research, we visited the few tourist-y spots for a couple hours. I’m still pretty ignorant of the history and stories behind Old Mission and the Santa Barbara State Courthouse but they were definite no-brainers for a typical touring day.