Hello, Anderson Cove!

Ever since I was a toddler, my parents and I would fly from Denver to Los Angeles to stay at our large beach house in Anderson Cove, California (a beach town located twenty miles outside of Los Angeles). I have fond memories of surfing, spending time on the beach, going shopping, etc. When my best friends and I first began touring, it was not just my parents and me enjoying the time at Anderson Cove. In fact, a new tradition had been born. Three days before our first concert on the tour (which takes place in L.A., BTW), my best friends, parents, and I would spend a few days at Anderson Cove before the tour began. This pit stop gave us a chance to relax and mentally prepare for it. As Dad drove the bus past the "Welcome To Anderson Cove" I could not help but feel excited. After all, all of us had just arrived at one of my favorite places in the entire world!