Yesterday we lingered a little too long for my taste in the Bay Area. Everything about the city is painful.. the traffic, parking, long lines, crowds. Ugh!
We literally went to three brunch places before we found one that had less than an hour wait. AND spent about 30 bucks on parking and a half an hour walking in the process. F that noise!
But the place we ended up going was nice and so all’s we’ll that ends well.
Before we left the city Z wanted to get better pics of the Golden Gate Bridge because it was so foggy the day before so we spent another hour plus doing that. The “plus” was the traffic getting out of downtown. I was watching a guy walking on the sidewalk and he was literally going faster than we were in the car. Ridiculous! But again, we made the most of it and she was satisfied with the extra time spent.
After that we headed south on highway 1 and did not look back. We stopped for gas and a bite once we got to Pacifica but that’s it. Then it was highway 1 all the way to San Simeon where we had a room reserved for the night.
The drive was interesting. Partly beautiful, partly treacherous, and, in the end after it got dark, downright terrifying. As the sun we could not see set on the western horizon, the sharp curves and sheer drops to the ocean below made the scene other/worldly and I gripped the steering wheel like my life depended on it.
San Simeon feels like it’s kind of in the middle of nowhere and there’s not much here. A couple of beach motels, restaurants, I’ll liquor store, and that’s it.
This morning as Z slept I walked to the beach right across the street (highway 1) and stood in front of the Pacific Ocean. I had a phone call with Jim, took a few snaps, collected a few rocks, and then headed back across the highway to our motel. I’m ready to get this day on the road, Figuratively and literally.
Next Stop LA!