It occurred to me last night as I was sitting in the hot
tub and
watching the
sun set over the desert, that if I could travel back in time twenty years and whisper in my teenage ear: You're going to be an author and have a wonderful husband and a firebrand, amazing child and you're going to get to travel a lot and one night you're going to find yourself alone in a hot
tub in the desert, looking up at a glowing pink sky, I would have thought, That's a pretty f-ing cool life.
Watch the
sun move across the water and
set behind the Channel Islands from outdoor living areas with a saltwater pool and hot
tub, plenty of loungers, a barbecue and al - fresco dining for eight.