Finally a day off.
And what better way to enjoy a day off than to sleep in — sweet, glorious sleep.
But the day was not just spent lounging about. Today was the day to perform my California ritual, drive up the Pacific Coast Highway. I started in Newport Beach, home of Balboa Island and the setting for the banana stand of Arrested Development fame. I ended up in Oxnard.
I wish my camera would have arrived earlier so I could have taken pictures. But, again, all I have are memories.
By the way, I\’ve come to the conclusion that southern California only becomes tolerable north of Malibu. There\’s just too many people. And who needs that?