SF to LA via PC1

Monday we took the scenic route from Monterey to Los Angeles following good old Pacific Coastal highway 1. The drive was pretty difficult at first because we had to drive through more mountains that consisted of hairpin turns every hundred yards or so. But, armed with my car-like reflexes and extrasensory perception, we conquered the mountainous terrain, and, after Zach and CJ used up all of our vomit bags, we made it to some flat coastline...finally.

During our drive, we happened upon another awesome surprise from the animal kingdom. Along the pacific coast was a beach COVERED by elephant seals. There were plenty of tourists arms with cameras that were sure to be in our way, but luckily we got some good shots...

After a few more hours, we made it into LA with time to go to the Dodger game and dine with the stars. Brett's cousin and friend to us all, Dorie Fader, was an excellent hostess during our time in LA. as sonn as we arrived she was ready to take us to the game.

The Dodger game was unlike any we have seen previously. Complete with cantinas, beach balls, and more booing from any hometown fans we've ever heard (the entire crowd even booed when a beach ball fell from the upper to lower decks), it was certainly an experience. I also purchased one of the worst ballpark food items that's ever been conceived by man, garlic French fries. Now, we've all had an experience when too much garlic was upsetting, but these fries boardered on offensively over-seasoned. After maybe one fry each and enough ketchup to drown the intensity of flavor that was the garlic, our breath still smelled like garlic for days.

When the game was over, Dorie took us to a very trendy bar called the Saddle Ranch where we all shared a tower of beer and an ambominal snowman-nation of cotton candy, which to our great surprise was free. We then returned to our palatial room in the LeMontrose hotel.

Location:California