I had been listening to reggae music for some time by that point. I was a Bob Marley fan and spent a good portion of my time driving back and forth from Santa Ynez to Santa Barbara listening to my cassettes. I had of course Marley's Legend throughout high school and when I started college I was listening to his children, Ziggy Marley and the Melody Makers. I had time to clear my mind, dream of the future and enjoy the present, sadly it was only for forty five minutes each way but once I came over the mountain and saw the beautiful ocean and city that nestled on the shores, I knew I was home for that remaining twenty minute drive down. The view was breathtaking as were the people who resided there. I didn't think there was a ugly looking person everywhere I looked as people were communal and appreciated their habitat.  Sadly, I was only an observer and was on the outside looking in. :p