Adventures on the Pacific Coast Highway

And off we went..

Los Angeles to San Francisco..


Speeding through the ocean breeze...

One side of the road.. white-washed waves and the blue ocean

One side.. liddle mountains and pretty houses with picket fence..

First stop was the beach town.. Santa Barbara

rickshaw anyone?? Geez!! For a moment, I thought I was in Phuket! How come got rickshaws one?

As good as a beach can get...white clean sands, half naked surfers.. dry air, friendly sun and rocky cliff views..

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We inhaled in some really good Santa Barbara air and panorama..

Then we hti the road again.. we were on budget timing.

Next stop is friendly liddle town of San Luis Obispo.
Very small town. A little further from beach but sunny all the same.
Apparently it has an airport. Not bad!

"San Luis Obispo"

Making sure I won't spell it wrongly.
We stopped by here for lunch.

Very healthy organic cafe.. Wow..felt totally sublime afterwards. We had healthy organic soup and healthy organic sandwich with wheat bread.


This town has its own character, it's rather cultured and it's non-pretentious. A bit hippie like but totally basking in warmth. I loved it.


When we got back in the car. We had a long, boring ride on the highway, cause we switched to the express highway (not the ocean view one) and we were just playing chou dai di until we reach Santa Cruz. Which of course I WON all the way! Heh Heh.

It was almost evening when we reached the next stop, so the ocean breeze was chilly by then. We had to tighten our jackets.

Santa Cruz!

Santa Cruz was more like a quite portal/fisherman town. A handful of seafood restaurants, seagulls, boats and lazy visitors.

























And the sunset was just gorgeous.

That place was ideal for creating a nostalgic or mellow mood.

I thought I explored on my photographic passion. Well, at least I tried.
My stomach was making noises by then.

We had a hard time choosing an eaterie.
I must say Americans have lots of integrity though.
We walked into a Spanish restaurant and we wanted seafood.

The waiter said :"We do have seafood! But if you're looking for the traditional clam chowder or grilled fish.. then you may want to go to another restaurant, maybe downstairs?"


I was so impressed. So much honesty and integrity.
I can imagine that if we were in China, the bloody waiter would just say yes yes yes..anything also have!

"Hai xian? Mei wen ti! Shi mo dou you!! You ! You! Lai !Lai lai"..

Bloody money-hungry Chinese.
Lie for money. Anything for money.
^_^

'the last seafood bistro by the pier'

but nope, we didn't eat there. We took a stroll back.. passed the Spanish restaurant with honest waiter and picked one nondescript restaurant which serves traditional clam chowder and grilled fish.

Me and Louis, among 3 colleagues, enjoyed a spread of seafood dishes, and I must say..
the freshness of these wild catches were incomparable...


And that delightful feast marked the end of our half day trip from LA to SF!


Ah.. I forgot to mention..

We got caught by the police 3 times along the highway.

Once for speeding,

once more for speeding and not stopping at the stop line..

and one more time for speeding, overtaking and tailgating..

Lucky the policemen were cute (really! All 3) and friendly to visitors..


Hueh heh heh.. Singaporean drivers ah.. tsk tsk...

They must be thinking.. bloody Asians should just stick to pulling bullock carts..