Labor Day weekend. Oh what to do? Any spot with a scenic view in a 100 mile radius of San Francisco was bound to be abuzz with locals and visitors alike. Water views are everyone's fave but we bit the bullet and went south. Quite a ways. To Carmel. Its a seaside resort like town with a few thousand inhabitants. In the 1980s Clint Eastwood was mayor. It still attracts the glitterati from the larger bay area. Monterey to its north provides an extension of the wealthy enclaves with a beach front drive labeled one of the most scenic. The cost to ride the 17 miles is $11. The rich have a way of keeping the riff raff out. We chose to simply eat on the way there and hang by the beach for a spell. Our route took us past the farming communities of Morgan Hill and Gilroy. In the latter we stopped at a Taqueria where they only speak Espanol. The fare was presented with pictures so it was easy to order. Food w...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!