Thursday, 7 August 2008

How far do you want to go?

In my mind, Big Sur was to be the spectacular part of our road trip, and I had this urge to spend a couple of days there soaking up the atmosphere.

In my Giggleswick cocoon I had checked websites, established potential stopping off spots, but wished to remain fluid about our time of arrival and choice of bed on the basis that hoteliers were doubtless queueing up for our patronage.I had (cleverly as it turned out ) booked Moss landing in advance, and agreed an extra night there thanks to the fluidity of our plans, and the hospitable welcome we had received Two nights in Big Sur turned out to be the Big Ask. Despite considerable amounts of midnight oil, sprawled with countless maps and hotel guides on the floor at Moss Landing , all 7 key players proved to be

  1. Absolutely full
  2. Not need our patronage
  3. Be unconcerned that we were in urgent need of help
  4. Did not relent even when facedwith the matrimonial angst caused by sleeping with/ in Penelope.

As a result we booked ourselves in to the Olallieberry in Cambria, a good distance south on the recommendation of Melanie and the promise of a $10 discount.

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