Santa Barbara to Monterey

Santa Barbara was just as great in the evening. But Dad got yet more compliments annoyingly. His glasses case is 'sick'. And when the chap got bit of a bemused look from dad, he clarified that it was 'tight'. Dad agreed that it was a snug fit. 

The next day it was a terrible replica Danish town called Solvang

And then a great drive to the properly hidden away 'Surf Beach'. Mostly closed, due to protection of some bird that dad has probably given you the name of, and never surfed now because 

And they weren't lying

So again the swimmers stayed in the bag. Good news for the photo blog and all it's readers. 

It was lucky we enjoyed the beautiful weather with a walk along the beach, and managed to get about half the drive up the big sur in before it turned nasty. Still the most spectacular drive, with amazing views of grey cloud and misty steam. Quite late when we got into Monterey so we just joined the cool kids in the cafe. I think they liked us. Although they weren't sitting that way when we came in. 

We drank pints of coffee

Good times. 

Night's sleep disturbed by toilet runs though.