Pfeiffer Beach in Big Sur, California is amazing. It’s a hard-to-spot entrance off of Highway 1 and a two mile drive down on a one lane road. Go if you can…it’s absolutely breathtaking.
These past couple of days have been one big push. Push push push. It could be because I’m going on vacation tomorrow and there’s always a million things to do rightbeforeyouleave, or, it could just be the way life is. I’m thinking it’s the latter.
Everyday, life is catching up with you. Right at your heels, nipping. Do this, do that. Run here, run there. Call, email, fax, speak, listen. Repeat.
Vacation, is you catching up with life. The little things. The living things. The eatdrinkbemerryandlove things. How lovely.
So: Here’s to Vegas and L.A.
Here’s to West Coast friends, kissing the cold Pacific, eating stellar food, smiling in the California sun and maybe, just maybe, winning a few bucks at the tables while hanging out with Lady Luck.
Here’s to catching up with life…
Sittin’ pretty, drinking beer, staring at the sun sinking into Old Town…