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Big Sur, California
It's getting cold in California I guess I'll be leaving soon
Prior to Yosemite I spent (not enough) time in and around Monterey Bay. South of Monterey the coast begins to get interesting, and the road becomes more fun than any road should be to drive. ...fast slow, fast fast slow, sometimes a wide turn, sometimes a quick one...
Between the semi-sprawl of Monterey and the over-quaint town of Carmel is the self important 17 mile drive. On its coast is the extremely photogenic lone cypress, arguably (if you listen to them) the most photographed tree in existence, one that comes equipped with its own viewpoint, rocky ledge, parking lot, tour bus drop off and copyright infringement warning.
The pride of Monterey and probably the best aquarium in existence, where the sardines cruelly have no choice but to circle around endlessly on top of each other in full view of apathetic strangers until the curators arbitrarily decide to replace them with new sardines. It sucks to be them.
From the south side of my fifth or sixth favorite bridge in North America (I have a bias toward local bridges), as a late afternoon shadow slides across the bay and slowly into night.
From the outfield of my new favorite baseball stadium, with views of the south bay, the other bridge, the giant Coca-Cola bottle slide. From my seat in the AAA Club Level I watched the local, expatriate Giants lose terribly to the Arizona Diamondbacks as sailboats danced just beyond right field.
