Hawaii is a long way away from St Louis, so we broke our journey from Missouri to Hawaii for 2 days in California, my first visit in 39 years (it's changed). We flew to San Francisco then drove a couple of hours south (stopping at a sushi restaurant on the way) to meet up with some of our friends from New York who now have 2 children of their own. We stayed in Pebble Beach, virtually on the beach and right next to Carmel and Monterrey. We had time to enjoy the beach, eat brunch and visit the nearby Point Lobos Nature reserve, where we saw star fish in the rock pools.
The garden was dry and dirty, and within minutes it was all over Wilder's face
This is how we entertained Wilder on the way from California to Hawaii - on the way to San Francisco he threw up all over me. Twice.
On this trip we learned that Wilder hates the beach
This was Wilder's bed for 2 days
Then we drove south to LA, a very interesting trip through endless fields of almonds, past the place where James Dean died, and over the Tejon pass and down into LA, where we didn't get to see any celebrities or even the Hollywood sign.
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