Waiting at PortaBella


Seems Carmel always provides the same images with subtle differences. Colder weather = shoes, not sandals. And there’s another pair of hands sticking into the picture. Hog’s Breath Pub is too good of a place to pass up, though. Even if the scenery is always the same, it’s a nice place, and I’m always toasty warm.

We made another trip to the Musee Mecanique this weekend. This place is awesome. I love the fact how non-politically-correct the amusements from the past are, such as this Uncle Sam that tests your Hotness. If you look real close, you’ll see a nice pair of cartoon boobs in the center of the circular part. Niiice – something you would never see today.

I know Pier 39 is a huge tourist trap, but I can’t help myself. It offers great people watching and sea lions. Watching marine life always makes me wish I hadn’t said, “I don’t want to immerse myself in 4 years of science, so screw the dream of becoming a Marine Biologist. I’ll go to art school instead.”
What’s that saying? Hindsight’s 20/20?

Almost one year in California, and I haven’t heard thunder or seen a lightning strike since I’ve been here. Today, it’s rumblin’ outside. Not constant, just every once and a while. And it looks nothing like Kansas out there 🙂
I can’t believe I lived in Tornado Country for 7 years. As a child I was scared of tornados, terrified of them, even though we lived in a place that didn’t have them. When it would storm I would hide under the sheets, heart racing, hoping it would be over soon.