But let me take you back a few hours to our trip through Downtown Los Angeles first. All I have to say, and David will highly agree is, avoid this path as much as possible. Stay far, far away. We really do not know how people can stand living in such a highly congested area. When driving 10 miles may take you an hour and a half, something is terribly wrong. It’s just not normal.
This is what going into Downtown LA looked like, traffic wise, at 10:30 in the morning. After rush hour of course. But can it really be called a rush hour when everyone is traveling at 15 MPH, and it takes you longer than an hour? Just a question.
Note the two levels of traffic. I’m not sure who the genius is who thought of the two levels. Maybe they thought it would help ease traffic woes. However, what they failed to take into consideration was all the on and off ramps from one level to the other, and the traffic that gets slowed down every time this happens. This is why it was crawling along at maybe 15 miles per hour, at 10:30 in the morning, through the entire city.
This is David’s opinion in driving through LA. Not a fan. Although he said it wasn’t terribly bad because it was so slow. He’d hate to drive 50 MPH through the tight lanes, through the city. So I guess you could say that was the bright side of the slow moving traffic.
Once on the other side of Downtown, we were able to breathe a little bit. Then David spotted the iconic Hollywood sign. So, answer me this. While David is driving, now at 50 MPH, will Brenda be able to grab the camera, zoom in, focus and take that ever precious, one time shot? Well…I did.
It may not be perfect. You try centering a picture, while going 50 MPH, through a window, focusing the digital zoom as far as it will reach. Oh the pressure. You know we won’t be driving this way ever again, so this was the one time shot. I think I’ll pat myself on the back for that one. I can always use photoshop to center it.
We were also driving through some wine country. Not quite Napa (we haven’t been there yet) but their were fields upon fields of vines.
We could have used some wine about then to calm our nerves from the LA traffic. But alas, we were going to make it to our destination, come hell or high water. What a strange saying…I wonder where that saying came from….oh well, I digress. I’ll Google it later.
So finally we made it to Morro Bay.
Once we parked and got settled, we walked across the road onto the beach and watched as the fog rolled in and the sun went down over the Pacific Ocean. This should do the trick to calm our nerves. Breathe in…Breathe out. Smell the salt water.
Brenda Walking On The Beach, Watching The Sun Set Over The Pacific Ocean. Morro Rock In The Background.
So we ended our long day with a beautiful sun set over the Pacific Ocean.
Their was a guy on the beach that caught David’s eye. He was using a wind sail to roll around the beach in his sand buggy. At least that is what I think you call it. It’s like a dune buggy, but for sand. No, David will not be buying one. Can you imagine how sore your muscles must be after the first few times of holding onto that sail? No thank you.
Guy On Beach Using A Wind Sail To Drive His Sand Buggy
Life is good.
Oh darn, now that I said that, do I have to pay a royalty fee to that company? If the “Life Is Good” company reads this blog, and lets face it, why shouldn’t they, then maybe they’ll let this one slide since I linked to their site.