Boarding School

I went to a boarding school called Midland in the Santa Ynez Valley. It's a great school and I loved it. Even better today than it was then. Pretty rustic, but now there's an organic garden! There are horses and miles and miles of trails. It boarders on Los Padres National Park.
The guy on the left was in my class (helped me a lot with physics -- thanks, Jose!) and the guy in the middle went to the school also but left before I arrived.
He now lives nearby on a huge ranch that I may be visiting next weekend.
Sadly, the occasion is a memorial service for another classmate who passed away.
Still, I am sort of looking forward to getting away from the city for a while. . .