Serge arrived last Friday and we spent the weekend with family, hanging out here at my mom's house and also at the beach. We stayed at a nice hotel that I scored on Priceline.
Oh how I laughed when I opened the drawer in the hotel room. Spouse was confused as to why I was laughing so hard. He still doesn't really get it. (The "spirit" to serve, get it? Isn't Marriot clever?)
We had a good time at the Martini Bar at the hotel. The girl in the background poured us too many and this made for unremembered phototaking the next morning.
Spouse will surely insist that this comes off the blog when he wakes up and sees it.
Then on Monday, we headed up the coast to Big Sur.
(The 405 freeway didn't want us to get there very quickly though. Can I just complain bitterly for a moment about the torture that is driving on that godawful 17 lane monstrocity. I hate it because no matter the day or time, the promise of fast driving was foiled by TOO MANY CARS. In fact, the whole time I was in the states I felt like it was crowded. Everywhere we went, traffic and crowds. That is, until we got up to Big Sur country.)
A short walk up from our campsite.
A short walk down from our campsite. This was the resident Rock God looking over our campground beach. Oh and me in the foreground.
Stunning beauty everywhere.
Grassy hills and forested valleys with sharp cliffs meet the Pacific Ocean. I thought spouse looked cute in this one.
A nice one of us together.
Em knitted us scarves, and we modeled them for her.
Finally, our group photo from the trip. I think we all had great fun.
There are loads more pics, and lots of snippets in the journal so I'll delve into some of that this week. I missed everyone in blogland and will try to get caught up on blogs over the next few days.