
Hotel Californian isn’t the same thing as The Hotel California, but it’s close enough for rock & roll, as they say. Not that Christina and I are fans of The Eagles. We hate The Fucking Eagles, man, especially after a long day. But we love weddings! And the wedding we were invited to was held in Santa Barbara at Hotel Californian, where you can check-out anytime you like and always leave, just as long as you’ve paid your bill.
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