I spent the last week and a half in LA (shout out to Microsoft for the plane ticket). Almost as soon as I got there, I drove down to Laguna beach in Orange County with Joanna, Mommypuff, Gogo, Roger, Matthew, Lori, and Sascha. We stayed at the Surf & Sand, which is a lovely hotel with a great view of the ocean.
Before we left, Jo’s Mommypuff served us an excellent dinner at her apartment that included cold duck barf. Roger loved it.
Have turtles, will travel.
Pretty beach. Summer air. Ocean sounds.
It has always been my experience that swimming in the Pacific is a bone-chillingly cold affair, this time we rented wetsuits (and borrowed some from Roger). Not only was the wetsuit great for staying warm, I found that it made me pleasantly buoyant. I had lots of fun floating on my back, pretending to be a dead body washing up onto shore. There was one day that the waves were really fierce – some were about 12 feet tall. A crashing wall of water twice your size is a daunting thing, though I had fun watching other people getting owned (I got owned quite a few times as well).
Dinner at French 75, very fancy. It’s the kind of place you go to eat when you want to feel like a robber baron.
Nice picture.
View from the hotel at night.
Joanna’s mom took pictures of me while I was sleeping, which I found to be a little creepy.
