Day 17-20 Zaragoza and Logrono, Karen and Dom road trip, Spain

We now feel that we are very much on our way home. It’s quite strange doing a ’round trip’, so to speak, because as soon as we left the East coast of Spain we felt as if we’ve been heading home. Another reason is that the weather has turned and the rain is back, and there’s nothing like the rain to remind you of Blighty. Our main day in Zaragoza was a Sunday and we have learnt from this trip that this day really is reserved for families and religion, so most shops and some museums, cafes and bars are closed. There is a quietness on a Sunday which reminds us of ‘back in the day’ when the UK shut down for a day of rest…it’s actually quite nice but a bit odd.

So the obvious thing to do then…go to a church…but not any old church, this is the Basilica (more important than a cathedral, we were told!)

 

We had a fabulous lunch – we’ve had so many on this trip, that we are both dreading trying to get back in to the work clothes next week. We also managed to get quite a lot of work done for our book, so although we didn’t have a particularly touristy time in our short stay in Zaragoza, we enjoyed it all the same, and would certainly drop in again.

Our final stop before heading back to the UK is in a city called Logrono. It’s still raining and it means that the rusty red colour of the paving and the houses really comes out in the wet. As well as the rain keeping the people off the streets, it’s also siesta time, so after lunch we wander around barely meeting another soul. We’ve tried to capture some of that in these images of the old town.

 

 

Logrono is also a significant stop on the “Way of St. James”, one of the routes on the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela. Characteristic signposts point pilgrims in the right direction, and special pilgrims’ hostels line the route throughout the town.

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This wall mural symbolises a pilgrim with the stamps collected from each place he has been along the route.

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We followed the pilgrimage for all of about three hundred yards but that’s about as far as our commitment has gone this time around. To tell the truth, we found a nice bar and thought it was more relaxing to watch other people tramping by with their knapsacks and their sticks.

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Because the other thing that Logrono is renowned for is that it is the capital of Rioja!

Definitely not Karen’s favourite, but Dominic wasn’t afraid to try a bottle or two (the white as well as red is delicious). Shame we’re flying back: we were going to try to fit this Melchior (18 litres) into our hand luggage, but we wouldn’t get that through security.

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(observe: Dominic also doesn’t mind the beer).

Our last day before we head home and the sun has kindly come out to remind us of what we will miss.

 

(There’s a huge bird’s nest perched on top of one of the towers – you can see in the landscape image above)

The streets are also busier and today we see quite a few backpackers with hiking sticks (you know the look…) and assumed that they were taking the pilgrimage a bit more seriously than us.

And that concludes our Spanish road trip – well, except for the drive back to Bilbao in the morning. It’s been a lovely trip but we can’t wait to get back to the family and give them all a big squeeze.

In brief, staying in AirBnB accommodation for our entire trip (bar one B&B in Girona) has been interesting. Some of the places have been great, comfortable, homely and shown us a more interesting way to spend a night than in a hotel. However, it can also be a challenge, it’s certainly more stressful trying to find the homes and then somewhere to park, and it doesn’t always work out as a cheaper alternative. It’s worked best for the budget when we’ve been able to use a kitchen and laundry, and that’s made it possible to go away for three weeks. Our advice would be to make sure you research your accommodation (as much as is possible) and to consider things like parking, air-con or heating (depending on time of year) and then be prepared that it might not be exactly what you expected. It’s also worth thinking about what you need/want at different points in your journey and then making sure the accommodation can provide that. Also don’t underestimate the mosquitos: we had a couple of days feeling quite miserable because of the amount of bites we received. Finally, unless you familiarise yourself with the language – Catalan in our case – then be prepared to take pot luck from the menus. We had some lovely and some interesting surprises. Very few people spoke English (or prefer not to) in this part of Spain, and some don’t speak Spanish either so we had great fun trying to communicate.

We think that the variety of places that we have stayed in has given us a really textured experience and we’ve stayed in cities and villages that we might not have done otherwise. We’ve seen parts of Spain with very few tourists as well as enjoyed the cultural metropolis of places like Barcelona. We feel very spoilt and lucky to have had this trip and we look forward to planning our next one. Thanks for following us and reading our blog – we hope you enjoyed it.

Day 14-16 Girona. Karen and Dom’s road trip, Spain.

Girona really is the must-see capital of the Costa Brava. And so we could make the most of our trip, we looked up what the best things to do were before we arrived. Bit confused to discover that the top attractions were

  • To take a hot air balloon ride over the city
  • To eat icecream
  • To eat crepes
  • To look at the flora and fauna

Still, we are approaching geriatric status so we decided to make the most of this gentle city and rocked up to our B&B – a delightful place called the Montjuic B&B at the top of a hill overlooking the town (a bit of luxury – quite pricey, and breakfast is extra; but it really is a beautiful place). No need for the balloon ride, then, with the fabulous views we have from our terrace… but forget the gentle stroll through leafy gardens looking at flowers while we nosh on our crepes: there’s a mammoth hill with 289 steps and several steep inclines between us and the town! Going down is easy – we just roll (we’ve eaten enough this holiday); but coming back up…. we had to establish base camp and buy proper gear before we could set off.

Anyway, it’s a pretty city as you can see – and we’d like to rewrite the list of top attractions:

  • We really enjoyed the old town with its cobbled streets and its winding passageways.
  • We had some fantastic meals at bargain prices – especially in Txalaka, a traditional Basque restaurant that served a great menu del dia – including wine.
  • We popped into the Cinema Museum, which proved to be a morning’s full entertainment, tracing the history of film back to shadow puppets and Chinese lanterns, and boasting hundreds of old magic lanterns, daguerreotypes, camera obscura, and photographs. There were loads of hands-on gadgets for the (big) kids to experiment with. Definitely a must-see attraction when you’re in town.
  • Walking the walls is also worth doing if the weather’s not too hot (which it is in the day in August!)
  • And did we mention those crepes? Nutella and Crema Catalan was the pick of the day!

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And we also caught a few rays sitting by the pool of the Montjuic B&B. No wonder John Lennon found Girona an idyllic spot (there are John Lennon gardens). So did we!

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Day 12 & 13: Barcelona, Karen and Dom’s road trip, Spain.

Two days in Barcelona is not enough – not enough to take in the vibrant city, the wealth of culture, the details of the streets and gardens, and the colour of the city squares…

And we also wanted to make the most of having a beach by the marina!

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Staying on the boat has been an experience, and there are several bars and restaurants in Port Forum, not to mention a kicking club to which the whole of Barcelona’s twenty-somethings throng. We fashionably demurred (each night) and had a glass of wine at a tapas bar before heading back to the boat. This time, we didn’t bring the super yacht so we’re slumming it a bit… no air-con… no space… but lots of added benefits like mosquitos, mosquitos and erm, did we mention the mosquitos? Currently, we’re battling it out over who has the most bites. Dom has 16 including one each on most of his toes, but Karen just pips him to the post with 17 in all. Blankety Blank cheque book and pen winging its way to the Savage. So our first top tips: Citronella is not effective on these hardy buggers, and prob best not to stay on a boat in August!

The trip from the port into town takes us through a wide area of the port, next to the natural history museum and this installation. Just the first of many artworks we see around the city.

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Once in the city we love the winding back streets, the little artisanal craft shops in the gothic quarter, and the pavement cafes in tree lined avenues. We spent ages in this art shop, Galeria Maxo, with its fantastic decor (including a train set running around the ceiling!) and quirky one-off pieces, which we couldn’t resist. Maxo himself is a really friendly proprietor and we’d say he has one of the coolest shops in the city!

And down the street, bits of graffiti remind us of Banksy:

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Carrer de la Princesa is also full of little independent shops, wine bars and less interesting souvenir shops. It’s not often that you see a shop dedicated to magic, founded in 1881, which curiously enough…

… is the same year that Pablo Picasso was born. And just around the corner, in Carrer Montcada, is the Picasso Museum – so we had to pop in.

The museum has oodles of paintings dating right back to when Picasso was in his teens, though his signature style doesn’t really emerge until the 1920s. It’s great (as it always is with art) to see the original works in their actual size – some of which were familiar, but many of which were new surprises to us. Perhaps the most exciting section of the gallery (for us) was his series of Las Meninas paintings, of which there are 58 in all. These are all the result of a 6-month intense study Picasso did of Velasquez’s painting Las Meninas:

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There are a whole series of different versions of the entire painting, and dozens of smaller paintings showing little details, like this one of the main girl.

Of course, Barcelona is not all about Picasso. Elsewhere, the city has countless other delights and lots of them related to other famous artists. The figure of Gaudi looms large, for example – you can hardly miss the Sagrada Familia, though with its torrents of tourists we took a few snaps and strolled on.

It wasn’t long before we found a side-street, a plate of tapas and a friendly waitress with a bottle of vino blanco. Well, it’s what we do best.

It could have been a difficult time to be a tourist in Barcelona, yet the vibrancy, the people and the spirit of the city are so strong, it’s showed us very clearly that, although this is a city in mourning, it is also a city full of culture, soul and freedom.

Like any of the world’s great cities, you can’t do it all in a couple of days. But we’ll definitely be back before long. Viva Barcelona!

 

 

Day 11: Leaving Lleida for Barcelona. Karen and Dom’s Road Trip, Spain.

Our morning began with a moan to the hotel. We accumulated about 10 litres of water in our bucket overnight, that’s quite a lot of dripping! But, heh ho we won’t dwell and instead we are off to play a game. X-Door is a cross between the Crystal Maze and the Da Vinci Code – so, bloomin exciting! And, it’s all the rage in Espana. At 11:30 (sharp) we rang on a buzzer at a discreet venue (ooh er missus – not that kind of discreet – more like secretive) where we were greeted by Sergio, the Master Commander, as he instructed us to call him (or just Sergio if we couldn’t be arsed with that).

The premise of the game was that we were locked in a room for 60 minutes and we had to find our way out by solving a number of clues, riddles and challenges. It was Ace!!! Sergio reminded us  that we had to work together and to spot everything. He helped us out a couple of times with some additional clues, but all in all we were impressed to escape with 2 seconds on the clock. Phew! And how very filmic!

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Now, we can’t reveal any further info about the game because of course it is all ‘Top Secret’, but needless to say we recommend it. Apparently you can find it in many big cities, but we think it is a bigger hit here than elsewhere.

If you choose to accept this mission this message will self-destruct in 5 seconds…only kidding! (We felt aptly prepared for our game because we’ve been watching loads of Action films whilst we’ve been away…we know, we should have been writing instead, but Tom Cruise and Simon Pegg were calling.)

So, after all that activity we continued our journey to Barcelona. And as the road took us  along some less interesting motorway we decided to make a pitstop for lunch in Vilagrassa. We found a snazzy restaurant called El Catalunya specialising in BBQ and snails. We declined the snails… Karen has issues eating things that she’s written about, and we played it safe  with chicken and pork. So, Karen tucked in to yummy chicken and chips and Dom had three pigs feet slapped on the plate…eeeew not quite what he expected. But, bravely without complaining he scoffed them all up…Karen would have made a noise about eating anything like it and though it looked like a challenge from ‘I’m a celebrity’… these were also really yummy. (Actually, it looked like a graveyard by the end of the shift and I was half tempted to resurrect the skeleton on my plate, but that was a bit David Attenborough for me, so I had a coffee instead.)

Literally everybody else was eating these fellas… (look through the gap in the pillars and you can see a plate of the slippery little suckers!)

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Barcelona! “I had this perfect dream…” We’ve hit the east coast at last. We’ve been looking forward to Barcelona as a high point of our trip and had expected to drive into the City with Freddie Mercury in our heads and the memory of Linford Christie winning the 100m in 1992. But of course this week has put a different slant on things. We can’t ignore that, and we will have to see how the next few days play out. It is really hard to predict how such events can impact a place, and how that will in turn affect the way that we feel able to experience it too. However, in our next AirBnB venue there is an element of calm because we are staying in Port Forum Marina on a little boat…the bedroom is a bit quirky and Karen’s already blocked the toilet with a giant poo, and Dom’s broken the table, but the mosquitos are good company…(get more citronella)…and just a stone’s throw away seems to be the hippest DJ venue in Spain (our kids would love it, and on another night Karen might also be throwing some shapes, but frankly tonight we are not feeling the vibe). However it’s a peaceful waterfront idyll

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Tonight’s viewing is An Idiot Abroad (just to help us feel a bit better about our travelling selves).

Muir Woods and Sonoma Valley

We made a quick stop at the Zoo in SF so we could get a pic (this really was just so Karen could conclude her ‘dream’ experience). Unfortunately we didn’t have time to ‘do the zoo’ because we wanted to visit Muir Woods on our way to Sonoma Valley.

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On our way out of SF we drove across the Golden Gate Bridge, it was bright and sunny today so had we been on a bike I think we would have enjoyed the views very much. We still recommend cycling over – it is the best way to experience the bridge and the views.

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So, Muir Woods – WOW! what an enchanting place. The trees are staggeringly tall and the Monument Park is a joy to walk around. It can be quite serene, although we went on a busy sunday so at times it was a bit noisy.

If you get a chance to visit then do. On the road in it said the parking lots were full and to use the shuttle, however we managed to find parking on the road nearby (people are leaving throughout the day – so it is possible to find a space). For those English drivers – you will get a ticket anywhere in the US if you park facing the wrong way (they say you have gone against the flow of traffic). We saw a ticket being placed on a car for this reason, so the wardens are really tough on it. We weren’t aware of this rule until Josh in SF alerted us (very grateful to Josh).

Karen hugging a very large redwood.
Karen hugging a very large redwood.
Redwood, Muir Woods
Redwood, Muir Woods

Dominic and redwoodsselfie with tree tops

If you look hard you might be able to see two deer grazing.
If you look hard you might be able to see two deer grazing.

From the Muir Woods it is just a quick trip to the Sonoma Valley, although the traffic can get quite heavy as you approach the Napa and Sacramento turn off. Fortunately we were heading left to Sonoma (the less well-known and so therefore less commercial of the two wine valleys). We arrived at Gaige House to a fantastic greeting of a cheese and wine reception – ‘best welcome to a hotel we’ve experienced’, for obvious reasons! The hotel is really nice, picturesque grounds, lots of trees, and a chilled vibe.

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We chatted to some of the other guests over a few glasses of wine and then headed into the village for a meal. We ate a delicious steak frites at the Fig Cafe, and sampled a flight of four reds, our favourite was the 2013 Cline Cellars’ Mourvedre.

Flight of reds

After that, and all the cheese we had already consumed, we realised we needed a lie-down. Looking forward to a full-day of Sonoma tomorrow.

Days 8-10 Karen and Dom’s US road trip. San Francisco.

Friday morning, and we awake to San Francisco shrouded in its perennial fog. What a change from the sweltering temperatures we enjoyed in Southern California!

The city is at its best from a distance, but that means exercise: climbing one of the many hills to view it from above (perhaps from Alamo Square, where the postcard-famous “Painted Ladies” houses are, or perhaps from Lombard Street, the most wiggly street in the city). Or you can view the waterfront skyline of the city from the Bay, from where it looks dynamic and charismatic, or even from the Bridge, which of course is an experience in itself.

A row of houses called the painted ladies. The houses are a bit over-rated, but the view from Alamo square beyond the 'ladies' is pretty impressive.
A row of houses called the painted ladies. The houses are a bit over-rated, but the view from Alamo square beyond the ‘ladies’ is pretty impressive.

We’ve been staying in The Grove Inn and the people here have been really helpful and friendly. We would definitely recommend the hotel. Josh can’t do enough to make sure that we have all the advice we need, and we haven’t felt at all threatened being here, so fortunately our taxi driver on the first evening must have been a bit OTT with his warnings about the area. These ladies are just a stone’s-throw away.

We had to visit Haight-Ashbury, though it’s lost a lot of its flower-power appeal. You can buy plenty of tie-dye shirts in the shops, but the street corner is now dominated by a Ben and Jerry’s. It feels like all the soul that is left here is in its patchouli and nicotine stained fingernails, rather like Camden.

Dom at Haight-Ashbury. Looking for his inner-hippie (he hasn't found it...)
Dom at Haight-Ashbury. Looking for his inner-hippie (he hasn’t found it…)
The most wiggly road...Lombard st.
The most wiggly road…Lombard st.

Down at the tourist packed piers, you can escape the crowds and noisy buskers for an alternative form of entertainment. Musee mecanique is like a Victorian Amusement Arcade. You just need plenty of quarters…

Dom has a look at a Victorian peep show.
Dom has a look at a Victorian peep show. There were only giggles….
The Laughing Sailor. We've seen one of these before at the museum in Portsmouth, U.K.
This Sailor is called Jolly Jack. We’ve seen one of these before at the museum in Portsmouth, U.K.
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Think this young lady is called Laffing Sal. What a picture!
Fishing boat at pier 47. This is where you see the real work. It's not as touristy as pier 39.
Fishing boat at pier 47. This is where you see the real work. It’s not as touristy as pier 39.
We had a good brunch here.
We had a good brunch here.

One of the reasons we decided to come to S.F is because of a dream that Karen had about 18 years ago. Karen’s nanny (Rita Wise) was on her death bed, but one night Karen dreamt that they both flew to S.F, under the Golden Gate Bridge and then visited the zoo. It was a peculiarly uplifting and warm dream. A couple of days later she died, but Karen remembered the jumper that she was wearing in the dream, and has always wanted to come to S.F and bring her nanny’s jumper with her – a sort of revisiting for them both. Flying under the bridge is somewhat impractical, so we decided to bike it instead. You can see Karen in her nanny’s jumper in these pics.

So, we are cycling SF today. Once Dom has struggled with his head gear.
So, we are cycling SF today. Once Dom has struggled with his head gear.
Karen wearing Nanny Rita's jumper on the way to GG bridge.
Karen wearing Nanny Rita’s jumper on the way to GG bridge.

In the rather charming village of Sausalito you can see Bill Dan working with stones to make these incredible sculptures that appear to defy gravity. You can see his stuff on YouTube here: https://www.youtube.com/user/bebalance . Sausalito is a must-see destination – even if it’s just to look back over the landscape, and as you can see, when SF over the bay is grey and misty, this little village is a beautiful sun-trap. It comes with the large numbers of tourists that also think this place is worth a visit…but if you cycle about you can probably find a quiet spot (interestingly, you can’t just lock your bikes up here…you have to park them with a valet…at the cost of about $2 or $3 – that perhaps shows you how up-market this spot is).

sculptures at Sausalito.
sculptures at Sausalito.
Dominic on GG bridge looking out towards Sausalito.
Dominic on GG bridge looking out towards Sausalito.
View from the ferry from Sausalito to S.F Ferry building. In the background you can see the GG bridge and Alcatraz.
View from the ferry from Sausalito to S.F Ferry building. In the background you can see the GG bridge and Alcatraz.
So this is the less infamous Bay Bridge. Still pretty cool, but doesn't get the attention of it's cousin the Golden Gate. Both built the same year - 1937.
So this is the less infamous Bay Bridge. Still pretty cool, but doesn’t get the attention of it’s cousin the Golden Gate. Both built the same year – 1937.

A quick visit to Union square provided more interesting stories for us as we had a mooch about this classic hotel.

So, this is one of the landmark hotels in Union square. It also happens to be the hotel where Fatty Arbuckle had his infamous wild party, and poor Virginia Rappe lost her life. As it happens we discovered Al Jolson also died here of a heart attack in 1950.
So, this is one of the landmark hotels in Union square. It also happens to be the hotel where Fatty Arbuckle had his infamous wild party, and poor Virginia Rappe lost her life. As it happens we discovered Al Jolson also died here of a heart attack in 1950.
This hotel has several stories...it would seem.
This hotel has several stories…it would seem.

We’ve had some really memorable moments in San Francisco. We caught up with friends in Glen Park (thanks Helen and Leslie for delicious pizza and a delightful evening), we enjoyed our cycle ride, and we were pleased to discover some of SF’s charms.

But even so, we’ll leave San Francisco with reservations about the city. The centre part of the city is a big disappointment. Downtown is dirty, with its aging buildings faded and peeling;  all over the city the traffic is congested, even though the area is well-served by public transport; the Embarcadero down by the seafront is commercialized beyond excess; and most distressing are the hundreds of down-and-outs sleeping rough in the streets or pushing their belongings around in trolleys. Junkies shoot up in City Hall Park just metres away from newly-married couples posing for photos on the steps. Tramps sleep all over the place; the city teems with the mentally ill or dispossessed; and even in the more artistic quarters like Hayes Valley, demoralized twenty-somethings mooch dolefully over their drinks. San Francisco seems like a city that has lost hope. It’s one of the most eye-opening places we’ve seen in many trips to America. Obama, what are you doing? If there is ever a city that should demand an answer to this question, then it is SF. There should be so much hope here, but we struggled to find it, and our thoughts are that the American system is letting these people down, and the government needs to sort that out.

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.

Day 6…Karen and Dom’s US road trip…Hearst Castle, Big Sur and Monterey.

We left San Simeon for a tour around Hearst Castle, WoW! what a place. William Randolph Hearst was one spoilt young man, He had all of nature at his feet. The story of his family is brilliant, particularly the success of his mother and father…his father had huge success with silver mining, and his mother was a brilliant traveller and teacher, absorbing the culture and experiences from her European travels. W.R Hearst couldn’t have had better parents (at least so it would seem). When his parents died he spent his colossal inheritance on building fabulous homes, and this one in Sam Simeon is amazing. The tour is great, we had a super tour-guide called Michael – he was funny and really did seem to enjoy the heritage of the building. You can become completely absorbed in this unique world that Hearst created for himself and his guests…but on the other side there is this representation of a spoiled and demanding man, someone who ‘got what he wanted’. We heard stories of Hearst insisting that his distinguished guests put on a ‘show’ for him, and how they might find themselves feeling very unwelcome. This was a good example of how the ‘super-rich’ are so often ‘super-unrealistic’ and detached from the rest of the world. The grounds and the buildings are amazing and are a real credit to Julia Morgan (the architect), what a fabulous and amazing woman!

What was a bitter pill, was the pleading ‘charity-style’ demands made by Hearst Castle to repair and maintain elements of the exhibit, when what was obvious was the fact that so many very wealthy people experienced the castle in its ‘Hey-day’ and contributed to the wear and tear (by smoking etc). Our feeling was…shouldn’t some of these wealthy estates help to pay for the preservation of a place that they had once-upon-a-time experienced to the full. There is an assumption, that the every-day tourist will feel the compassion and the compulsion to ‘save’ this heritage.

We are not allowed to publish certain pictures here, but actually it isn’t possible to capture the extraordinary grounds, interiors and buildings in an image – it really is quite spectacular, so with all we have said above, it really is worth a visit.

Here is one pic of one of the towers at Hearst Castle…but if you want to see more then you will have to pay a visit.

Hearst castle

What has been consistent along this coastal trip are the many birds that are present…particularly the ‘black-birds’. We think these pictures are rather iconic of parts of this coastal journey.

love these crows
love these crows
again, love these black crows
again, love these black crows

These Elephant seals were just outside San Simeon. Hilarious, and blobby, funny, lazy things. We really enjoyed watching them pretend to get energetic!

Elephant seals

We then stopped on route at The Big Sur River-Inn Lodge and had the treat of sitting in the river to cool off.

sat in a river, having a coffee along the Big Sur at the Big Sur River-inn Lodge.
sat in a river, having a coffee along the Big Sur at the Big Sur River-inn Lodge.

We then ended up in Monterey, where we had the pleasure of dining where seals swam next to us. Monterey is a slice of New-England or perhaps Maine on the West Coast.

The view from our restaurant, Domenico's.
The view from our restaurant, Domenico’s.

Day 5 Up the Coast…Karen and Dom US road trip

Today we leave L.A and travel up the coast towards San Simeon. It’s the first day of our road trip proper so we hired a convertible and drove up the coast (at this point in the blog, Karen has to edit out all of Dominic’s gags about getting Sally’s top off). Venice beach was busy (again), Santa Monica passed us by, Malibu seemed like a cool surfers’ paradise, but it was Santa Barbara that really seemed like a good stop-off point for lunch. This was where the sun really did meet the sea with palm trees galore and a fairly quiet vibe.

Karen driving Sally (the Mustang)...sorry...we know that is naff!
Karen driving Sally (the Mustang)…sorry…we know that is naff!

Along the coast-line, the mist comes and goes. It can be sunny for a while and then the scenery changes…

"play misty for me" (oh dear!)
“play misty for me” (oh dear!)
cliff top roads along coastal road.
cliff top roads along coastal road.
Barren farmland along the Pacific Coast.
Barren farmland along the Pacific Coast.
We stopped for a wee (oh, and some food) at Santa Barbara. Nice palms!
We stopped for a wee (oh, and some food) at Santa Barbara. Nice palms!
More palms.
More palms.

We also found a very exclusive little holiday resort. Very pretty, and very expensive…so we just took a picture or two and moved on.

Come back Seagull...
Come back Seagull…

Just inland is the strange and rather twee Danish town of Solvang (or is it a village?). By now the sun was out so it looked spectacular in a legoland sort of way.

So, this is a strange Danish, chocolate box style village. It felt like we were visiting a theme park (but it is very pretty).
So, this is a strange Danish, chocolate box style village. It felt like we were visiting a theme park (but it is very pretty).
Strangely the bells were playing an "English Country Garden"...not sure why.
Strangely the bells were playing an “English Country Garden”…not sure why.

Finally we stopped for the night in San Simeon, at a real roadside motel in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. The mist was right in and the temperature was down to about 15 degrees, which felt really cold. A long way from the heat of LA we left this morning. San Simeon Lodge is a great stop-off point to stay. The staff here are really nice, and we had a very comfortable night. It’s a stone’s throw to the beach (although you do need to cross the fast road – so little people need to be super careful). Tomorrow we continue up the coast heading towards the Big Sur and a stop off in Monterey.

Day 4…Queen Mary Long Beach…Karen and Dom’s US road trip.

HMS Queen Mary, a hotel in Long Beach since 1967.
HMS Queen Mary, a hotel in Long Beach since 1967.

Day 4 and we make our way to Long Beach where the decommissioned cruise liner Queen Mary has been berthed since 1967. Karen’s grandfather was purser of the QM during its golden period, at some point, in the 1950s and 1960s. Nowadays, it’s a hotel, still kitted out with its original art deco features. So here we are in cabin A147, having explored the ship and imagined Grandad on the crew.

Queen Mary mast against the Long Beach back drop.
Queen Mary mast against the Long Beach back drop.
Between the lifeboats a party steam boat sails away.
Between the lifeboats a party steam boat sails away.
The QM in postcards displayed on board.
The QM in postcards displayed on board.
Dominic outside the Winston Churchill restaurant, with some British memorabilia.
Dominic outside the Winston Churchill restaurant, with some British memorabilia.
one of the three Iconic QM funnels.
one of the three Iconic QM funnels.
Horn sign.
Horn sign.
On the bridge.
On the bridge.
On the bridge. Who is at the helm?
On the bridge. Who is at the helm?
Through the porthole...a view of a war plane fly over.
Through the porthole…a view of a war plane fly over.
Signal sign.
Signals sign.
Ghost sighting.
Ghost sighting.
Art Deco doors.
Art Deco doors.
art-deco lifts
Art Deco lifts
love love love the Deco
love love love the Deco
original image of entertainment room.
original image of entertainment room.
QM ropes.
QM ropes.
Alleyway squeeze!
Alleyway squeeze!

The QM is still a lovely boat, the Art-Deco is stunning. It’s been brilliant to walk around a ‘museum’ of this period, and to step-over the boards (and the bridge) of relatives. What has been disappointing though is dinner. It is very expensive (over-priced). This is a shame because if you are staying the night, you are already paying a premium to enjoy the surround and ‘set’ of the ship. It’s a sting to pay over-the-top again for a basic meal. Saying that, for us it’s been worth the visit because there was so much of a family investment in this ‘old gal of a liner’. However, our advice would be – come on and enjoy the ship, you don’t need to stay on board, and you don’t need to eat on board – or perhaps do one but not both, unless you are prepared to feel the pinch!

Earlier, the day started with breakfast at the Urth Caffe, opposite the Sunday bells of Pasadena Presbyterian Church.

The bell tower Presbyterian Church. This made for a noisy Sunday breakfast.
The bell tower Presbyterian Church. This made for a noisy Sunday breakfast.
Our Pasadena breakfasts were at the Urth Cafe.
Our Pasadena breakfasts were at the Urth Cafe.

Then we drove down Sunset and through Beverley Hills, stopping off for lunch in Westwood, at the bottom of the UCLA campus.

A quick whizz around UCLA.
A quick whizz around UCLA.

Check out several of the cinemas in Westwood, especially the iconic Fox movie house with its signature tower.

Fox Cinema Westwood.
Fox Cinema Westwood.
Landmark theatres.
Landmark theatres.

Or you can join the marines or eat candy. ‘Sup to you.

Buy some sweets or nip next door and join the marines...hmmm, what to do?
Buy some sweets or nip next door and join the marines…hmmm, what to do?