Well, I’ve barely tucked into the content (recollections, rants and photos) from my Pebble Beach trip. But at this point, the trip was 3 weeks ago! I still need to cover my subsequent trip to San Francisco and a recent evening fighting deer for homegrown heirloom tomatoes in La Cañada Flintridge. Let the record show that those Bambis know their expensive produce. Full account of how we fought hoof-to-hand over the season’s last figs to follow.
All this is to say I’ve got to hurry up. I can’t believe this relentless pace of life. Lately, I’ve also had another epiphany about my Egg Timer Jobs and my career plan, but I can’t even get to that with all these JPEGs of rocky crags swirling around my laptop.
So let’s recount the beautiful scenery of Pebble Beach. One of the area’s chief attractions is the 17-Mile Drive, a twisty trail of — guess what distance? — along which you can see trees, marine life and historical points. I knew I had to check out this particular tourist attraction, because 1) who knows when/if ever my non-golfing boyfriend and I would ever be back to Pebble Beach, 2) there was pretty much nothing else to do at the resort while he was tied up in his meetings besides plundering the eerily swiftly replenished Granny Smith apple basket and surreptitiously siphoning body wash from the pumps in the spa shower. (Do you detect a “Gotta Catch ‘Em All!” trend w/r/t my attitude towards hotel freebies? Also, w/r/t my overuse of adverbs?)
On Sunday morning, Deepak and I ran along another rocky beach. By this point, I’d reviewed my Point Lobos photos and realized 1) They looked great! 2) There were hardly any of them, since I was being weirdly lazy/oblivious to the scenery. So I attempted to remedy the situation by over-snapping photos during our run. This wasn’t ideal, because 1) The scenery was no Point Lobos, and 2) Snapping photos is terrible for your pace.
Now, as someone who’s lived in L.A. for several years, and worked in entertainment news, I understand that the etiquette is to play it cool when you see a star. But I must admit, I geeked out when my boyfriend and I saw SEAL!
Finally, once installed at the resort, we made use of the world-famous links. …To run on.