Perhaps I previously mentioned, my March schedule is not ideal. I have been spending far more nights in Best Westerns and Hiltons than I have in my own bed. Every once in a while, I'm at least in one place for a decent amount of time. Today we flew four legs and ultimately arrived in Monterey, California around 2pm. Nicole was kind enough to join me by managing to snag the last open seat on the plane. I flew the last leg, which culminated in a smooth landing. Phew. Unfortunately for Nicole, it was just a CRJ-200, so the plane was an uncomfortable temperature the entire flight.
When we got settled at the hotel, we walked down to the wharf which was relatively close. We braved the crowds of tourists as we walked to the end of the pier and then to Cannery Row. It wasn't really our scene. Neither of us is keen on things that are essentially built purely for tourists. I was also getting quite hungry despite it being only 3pm, so we decided that we had to leave our current area to find anything worthwhile. We summoned a Lyft and went to Carmel-by-the-Sea.
It too had its share of tourists, but it didn't seem as tacky. In fact, Carmel seems like a make-believe land where quaint little buildings line the streets and people can make a living selling fudge or glass lamps. We browsed some of the stores before ultimately eating our dinner before five. It's just as well since we ate off the bar menu instead of the more expensive dinner menu. It's quite expensive in Carmel. The hotel attached to the restaurant was evidently $275 a night. Oy vey.
After dinner, we walked down to the ocean. I was hoping to see some whales, and even called to them, but there was no response. Nevertheless, it was a nice view, but it was a bit chilly. Not like Minot cold, but it was in the 50s with a stiff breeze. It was quite a bit different from Santa Barbara the day before despite having not even left the state for the last 24 hours. Tomorrow I have three more legs and finally get back home for a whopping two days and have to go back for more.
Perhaps I previously mentioned, my March schedule is not ideal. I have been spending far more nights in Best Westerns and Hiltons than I have in my own bed. Every once in a while, I'm at least in one place for a decent amount of time. Today we flew four legs and ultimately arrived in Monterey, California around 2pm. Nicole was kind enough to join me by managing to snag the last open seat on the plane. I flew the last leg, which culminated in a smooth landing. Phew. Unfortunately for Nicole, it was just a CRJ-200, so the plane was an uncomfortable temperature the entire flight.
When we got settled at the hotel, we walked down to the wharf which was relatively close. We braved the crowds of tourists as we walked to the end of the pier and then to Cannery Row. It wasn't really our scene. Neither of us is keen on things that are essentially built purely for tourists. I was also getting quite hungry despite it being only 3pm, so we decided that we had to leave our current area to find anything worthwhile. We summoned a Lyft and went to Carmel-by-the-Sea.
It too had its share of tourists, but it didn't seem as tacky. In fact, Carmel seems like a make-believe land where quaint little buildings line the streets and people can make a living selling fudge or glass lamps. We browsed some of the stores before ultimately eating our dinner before five. It's just as well since we ate off the bar menu instead of the more expensive dinner menu. It's quite expensive in Carmel. The hotel attached to the restaurant was evidently $275 a night. Oy vey. 
After dinner, we walked down to the ocean. I was hoping to see some whales, and even called to them, but there was no response. Nevertheless, it was a nice view, but it was a bit chilly. Not like Minot cold, but it was in the 50s with a stiff breeze. It was quite a bit different from Santa Barbara the day before despite having not even left the state for the last 24 hours. Tomorrow I have three more legs and finally get back home for a whopping two days and have to go back for more.