We finally arrived after our drive from Santa Barbara to Solvang and this place is like a time warp! The whole village is old-school Danish, complete with windmills, brewing companies, bakeries, toy stores, candles; it’s legit. You can rent bicycles and ride around the streets or go pick up an expensive carved cuckoo clock. I loved it, though I wish they had a neighboring town that was modeled after Sweden because I would love me some lingonberries and meatballs right now. Maybe they had them and I didn’t look hard enough? I can picture it now … Abba music would be blasting in the background, everyone would be 6’5″ with blond hair, a giant IKEA would loom in the background, and half the population would be employed the mobile phone technology sector.
We have a few ethnic towns like this in the Midwest, but they are Amish and sell fruitcakes and furniture.
We’re going to check out some of the farms in Ojai. I’m not sure if we’d want to go to the trouble of owning or living on a productive farming operation, but that can always be outsourced in a fairly simply arrangement. As with everything in my life, I won’t say no until I’ve researched it and weighed the options, costs, and benefits.