There was a moment, walking down the streets of San Fran, when I accidentally got stepped on twice by max (who was wearing Doc Marten boots, and I was wearing open toed sandals). I bent down to rub my toes, while violently sucking in my breath with the pain. As I hopped around with one foot in hand, trying to massage my poor tootsie, my sunglasses fell off of their perch on the neck of my shirt. I guess I must have looked pretty pathetic, because Sam and Erin both decided that it was time to get me the hell off of the road already!
So, we made the decision to skip camping in Big Sur and haul ass to Erin's house in Encinitas (just north of San Diego).
After breakfast with Noah in the morning, we were all packed and on the road at 11:30 AM.
Stay classy, San Francisco.
Special Pretzel <3
(yes, I ate him. Don't tell his friends.)
Look at this fuzzy guy!
Our only detour was to Carmel, in Monterey. I insisted that we visit. After all, my lovely big sister was named after this place. I also have a conspiracy that she was conceived here on my parent's honeymoon.
(Aww and a little ick!)
Carmel is a very cute resort town. Like the Hamptons of the west coast. Expensive and swanky, and chock full of charm.
The Town hall
It was just cool seeing Carmel's name everywhere! She always complained growing up that her name never came on those souvineer pencils or little license plates or notepads or anything that they sell in gift shops, and more or less we could always find stuff that said Morgan on it (although sometimes it was intended for a boy).
So, Carmelita, in order to fill the void left by lack of cheesy gifts/ souvineers with your name printed on them, I looted a giftshop called "Carmel Forecast" for you.
I don't want to ruin the surprise, but heck, here's what I got you:
- an awesome yellow tee shirt that says "Carmel"
- a trivet with a cool ceramic tile in it with a scene of Carmel
- an oven mitt
- a magnet with an otter on it. The otter has it's arms streched out and it says: "Carmel, I love you THIS much!"
- a magnet that is filled with little seashells. Muy precioso.
- A 2010 Carmel, CA calendear
What? 3:45 pm ALREADY?
Back on the road! Enough futzing around. We got places to BE, man.
Enjoy the desert scenery.
mucho mucho moo moos
mucho mucho oil rigs
as far as the eye can see...
sunset. on the road.
Passing though LA. No time to stop!
NOW ENTERING HYPERSPEED!
Just a little further...
We made it to the Charnow residence around 10:45 pm. We were sitting in the cars just after we parked, when we heard cheering and hooting. "You're here! What are you doing down there! You made it!"
Max's favorite of G mas paintings- Lazy Polar Bears.
Lotsa lotsa leis!
Ducky statues from LA
See ya later G ma. We're off to make bloody marias, and watch the sunset.
Max's favorite of G mas paintings- Lazy Polar Bears.
Lotsa lotsa leis!
Ducky statues from LA
See ya later G ma. We're off to make bloody marias, and watch the sunset.
