Day 7. Karen and Dom’s US road trip. Carmel and San Fran

Had a good night in Monterey and on the advice of Cory, the proprietor of the lovely Villa Franca Inn, we went back a mile or two to visit the picturesque seaside town of Carmel. Well… others had told us to go there too, and since Clint Eastwood had been mayor of the town, and since Doris Day owns a guest house there, we had to check it out. Totally love Carmel, it’s just as beautiful as everyone has said. But what made it absolutely perfect for us was the sea and all the marine life. Whilst paddling in the breaking waves we saw dolphins swimming up and down the bay, as well as sea otters floating on their backs, and in the distance we thought we also saw a whale. It was magical and gorgeous, and definitely a highlight of the trip. We would like to have stayed longer, so our advice would be…if possible try and stay a night or two. We just had a couple of hours and that was a shame. It isn’t cheap to stop-over though – but probably relatively equal to a lower mid-rate place in SF.

The bay in Carmel
The bay in Carmel
It's not very clear in this pic, but Karen is watching dolphins.
It’s not very clear in this pic, but Karen is watching dolphins.
Look at these great Pacific rollers. The waves were strong. I kept my eye open for any sharks rolling in with them...
Look at these great Pacific rollers. The waves were strong. I kept my eye open for any sharks rolling in with them…
Carmel Beach
Carmel Beach
After some beach time, we head to the town. It's very pretty in Carmel...and very middle-class.
After some beach time, we head to the town. It’s very pretty in Carmel…and very middle-class.
Found a small and lovely park (Picadilly Park) with benches in the shade, so that we could enjoy an iced coffee.
Found a small and lovely park (Picadilly Park) with benches in the shade, so that we could enjoy an iced coffee.
Another selfie...
Another selfie…
Dominic in the Park.
Dominic in the Park.
Road sign on the way to San Fran. Our daughter Evelyn will appreciate this.
Road sign on the way to San Fran. Our daughter Evelyn will appreciate this.
The Mustang goes back today, so here's a pic of Dominic enjoying the roof down.
The Mustang goes back today, so here’s a pic of Dominic enjoying the roof down.
Anyone with hair understands how essential head wear is in a convertible. Unfortunately I'm not the best example of how to look chic and glamorous, but this is one of my fave scarfs so it comes most places with me.
Anyone with hair understands how essential head wear is in a convertible. Unfortunately I’m not the best example of how to look chic and glamorous, but this is one of my fave scarfs so it comes most places with me.
We came into SF on the 101. Not sure if this is what we had intended to do, but our SatNav brought us in this way. We got a bit confused between the 1 and the 101 at times. We probably missed some lovely coast-line but at least we are nearly there.
We came into SF on the 101. Not sure if this is what we had intended to do, but our SatNav brought us in this way. We got a bit confused between the 1 and the 101 at times. We probably missed some lovely coast-line but at least we are nearly there.

Got to San Francisco early in the evening and took Sally back to the car hire company. The cabbie on the way back was horrified to discover where we were staying: right in the middle of the Western Addition where there have been gun deaths recently and where you can’t go out after dark. Panicky taxi driver? Hope so. But we managed to find our way to a bar nonetheless.

We found an art-cafe off Hayes for a pint.
We found an art-cafe off Hayes for a pint.

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