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Another blog post from Mr. Deals…
For you Californians, notice how I left out “the” when referring to PCH (I just did it again). It still doesn’t make sense to me, but it is what it is…
How does one live in Malibu? Seriously, can it be done without being some sort of millionaire and without having to commute to work in LA? I need to live there (I think it’s because the surf was so damn good). I’ll get back to this.
The final days of our PCH trip were fantastic and continued the new theme of how I would love to live in California (hear that Mrs. Deals?). We continued down through Big Sur. Wow, talk about incredible. We hiked around a bit, walked out to some points that had pathways from the lookout areas. If anyone is planning on doing this anytime soon, bring a tripod to help with pictures. If you want one of those fake looking scenery pictures with you in the front, you won’t always have extra hands to get that shot for you. I don’t have much more on Big Sur other than get gas before you hit the road. I hear it’s super expensive at the stations along the Big Sur stretch of road.
Our Big Sur leg culminated in a stop at a seal beach just before heading to the Hearst Castle. There are seals all along the ride and its definitely worth checking them out. Such interesting creatures. Speaking of creatures, the Hearst Castle had a freaking zoo! Unfortunately it wasn’t still active, but apparently there were once polar bears at that place. I was really hoping to see Zebra’s (a favorite of mine), but unfortunately no luck. We did see some north african billy goat looking things on our drive down the hill from the castle. Bottom line, check that place out, it’s sweet. Some people have very, how should I say, ‘interesting’ ways of decorating their homes.
From Hearst it was on to SLO, that’s San Luis Obispo for those of you in the know. We meandered through Morro bay along the way which was a cool little beach pit stop. Had the fog not been sitting over the whole town, it probably would’ve been a fun day at the beach. After crashing in SLO, we checked out Pismo beach. It definitely would’ve been a blast to rent some four wheelers and hit up the dunes, but we wanted to get to Santa Barbara. So let’s talk about that…
Santa Barbara, wow. Finally we got the California heat we were asking for. This place is just so damn beautiful. It’s a quaint little beach town with some nice hotels across from the water. We did the typical stuff like eating seafood on the pier (we basically did this everywhere) and of course found a happy hour deal for $1 oysters. I of course had to go check out the Channel Islands Surfboard shop which as far as shops go, beats anything I’ve ever seen anywhere else. I liken it to a woman walking into a room full of chocolate, just pure happiness. As far as places to live, Santa Barbara seems like a great spot. I don’t think Mrs. Deals would complain.
The remainder of the drive was from Santa Barbara to LA. The coastline through Malibu is incredible. We saw dolphins in the water at one of the lookout points, stopped at various surf spots which seem to be everywhere. I finally got to go surf at the point in Malibu. Of couse we had a celebrity sighting with Scott Caan paddling past me in the water. Mrs. Deals thought she was dreaming because she was napping on the beach and woke up and saw him and just thought about the episode of Hawaii 5-0 we were watching the night before. It was really him babe. I think I’m in love with Malibu. Granted I know nothing about what it’s like to live there, but after 3 hours of surfing I decided I want to live there. How that’s going to happen, who knows, but maybe I’ll hold out for retirement, that way I don’t have to worry about a commute.
Once we got to LA it was like being in any major city. Just a lot more traffic than anything. I don’t know how you folks out there deal with all the traffic. I feel like 8 miles should not take an hour. Regardless, LA is California and I like it. I’m convinced I will drive parts of PCH again at some point. I mean if we don’t move there, I’ll have to get a fix from time to time of those oh so cheap avocados!