A box of chocolates-or a case of scotch. You never know how weird it will get.
After seeing rather quickly the burg of San Francisco, the S.O. and I drove down to Monterey. (This being after our abortive excursion to Union Square for the second time. No-I am not buying you Tiffany jewelry, just because you say you want it. Not without massive doses of softening up sex first!).
While cruising around Monterey- I had to go see the 17 mile drive. If for no other reason than to see a golf course I will never have the money or the skills to play:
And houses I cannot ever, ever, ever afford to live in:
All yours for one low price!
In the course of driving around the 17 mile drive though, we stumbled upon this interesting bit of photography:
Firebird + model = Who knows? But there was a whole host of support folks to make sure this model got her shots out:
A bizarre look if you ask me-but the car was nice!
The next day we were off to Point Lobos:
As you can tell the weather was getting bad-but it was still a great view and a neat place to go.
See the rest of the pix here.