So throw that original plan of playing tourist in San Francisco out the window until tomorrow. Instead, Lyndsay and I rented a car and headed south on Highway 1 through Half Moon Bay and Santa Cruz all the way to Monterey. Here’s what we found:

THE DRIVE DOWN

Pumpkins galore and more!

The Ocean? Who knew!

Still there? Just checking.

The road ahead

MONTEREY BAY FISHERMAN’S WHARF


Just in case you don’t read the text…

The Boardwalk

He was ready for his closeup!

Clam chowda and a bread bowl. I asked for supersize. I guess on this coast it’s “chowder” now that I think about it.

Zoltar and best best friend/mortal enemy Merlin

Tha canday! Tha canday! Sugar high!

17 MILE DRIVE

Zippy little rental car

Mini mansion.

Straight up mansion!

Spanish Bay

Spyglass Hill Golf Course

Cypress tree forest. And an arrow telling you to go off-roading.

Cypress Point Lookout

The Lone Cypress

Red & green plants, rocks, water, sky

Pescadero Point

Pebble Beach: the sign

Pebble Beach: the course

THE DRIVE NORTH


Santa Cruz Boardwalk (+1 ominous shadow)

Fresh produce (Yum strawberries!)

The sun beginneth to setteth over the oceanus pacifica

POST-TAPAS AND SANGRIA FOR DINNER WITH LYNDSAY AND HER FRIEND AND JOEY AND KELLY


Mucha handstand attempt!

Mucha handstand attempt #28: success!

Success! Time to dance!

San Fran International airport terminal, where after taking the BART to get to the hotel, I was let down by the courtesy shuttle and ended up splitting a cab with a cute girl. Sorry Adam fan club, didn’t get her number.

Now for tomorrow’s plan, reference the end of the post prior to this one.

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Let’s go get lost
Let’s go get lost
Blue you sit so pretty
West of the One
Sparkle light with yellow icing
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun