Brief getaway to one of our favorite places, Pacific Grove, on the Monterey Peninsula. Chris and Dave own a house on Ripple and Spray and they’ve made it available for friends. The house is just a couple of blocks away from the pelicans, none of whom seemed to know anything about Covid-19.
As close as the house is to the pelicans it’s even closer to the masked construction workers who are putting in a new sewer line. Concerned with laying the new line, this worker wore a mask but didn’t have a chance to think about Covid-19.
Other bay denizens competed for our attention—and food that tourists were willing to share.
And again nearby neighbors, the harbor seals, lounging on what appear to be most uncomfortable beds. No masks necessary.
Lots of joie de vivre in the sea life and in the squirrels.
Besides the miles I put in walking alongside the ocean I found a bit of joie de vivre just watching the power of the ocean itself. No mask.
We spent three hours hiking just east of Carmel Valley, before…
Lots of ups. My shoes were tired.
choosing to eat fajitas from Peppers restaurant at home rather than in their parking lot, eschewing our favorite restaurant, Passionfish, for the same reason, playing two or three games of Rummikub, watching two Monty Python reruns on Netflix, ignoring the comings and goings of our favorite psychopath in Washington, and just enjoying our first nights away from our house since October, not having any high expectations, not finding any disappointments nor any elation. The joie de vivre will have to wait.