We had a perfect weekend. Every time we leave L.A. we wonder why we live here... other than the need for gainful employment. I do wonder if there are just as many great things here, but we just don't have time to notice them? Anyway, Santa Cruz was fantastic - we were only there for a day, but it was long enough to go to most of the places we love. Where else is there a college campus that looks like this?
And in the morning on Saturday we went to Emily's for coffee and pastries and went out to West
Cliff to sit by the water and have breakfast...
...and then on up the coast
through San Francisco
and finally to Mendocino, where we spent Saturday and Sunday. It was great to see Margie, the woman who runs the Farmhouse, and also Margie's daughter Karin and her boyfriend Rogelio who were up for the weekend from Oakland. Sunday night(our anniversary) we went for dinner at the Moosse Cafe where the food was fantastic, and the people there were even better - as we were leaving, the hostess ran out after us with flowers from their garden. It was crazy - never, never would that happen in L.A...
And now we are home, very home and I am back at work, long long hours, building the sets for some movie(which I doubt seriously that I will ever see), and so I will probably fall off the face of the earth for a while. At least I don't have to paint the house?