Outside lands, 2 days, golden gate park, music festival, august 14 and 15. This Saturday and Sunday. We are making out was to San Fran by Friday.
After another couple of weeks, or a few days and another few stops we got to Santa Barbara. So we got to Santa Barbara the last night of fiesta. Apparently it’s a huge party on State Street with confetti and bands and tons of people and sold out motels everywhere. Thankfully a friend of mine from high school years lives in Santa Barbara so we met him up and went out with him and his friends then slept on his floor. This time Fred and I came prepared with blankets and a pad and pillows because we might go camping. It was a fun night, lots of stuff going on.
The next day we checked into a motel on State Street. It was great, a bed, mirrors, a shower, and State Street. Fred had never seen the original Alice in Wonderland. We downloaded it and watched it in the morning, after a J.
The next day we were off to San Louis Obispo where we are now and where I am writing this little blurb. Its great here, less people that in southern California and I love that. The sky is clearer and the weather is warmer and the sky is sunnier and blue. One of my best friends from high school lives here and we hung out with her, Liz.
Fern Gully is Avatar. Avatar is Fern Gully. Scene for scene.
We went to Avilla beach. It was nice, very cute little town above it, freezing water. Then Liz, Fred, and I found this trail. The trail led to stairs. By the way the trail was in a bunch of cliffs with the ocean at the bottom and mansions on top, it was Shell Beach. So back to the stairs, steep stairs clearly just chizzled out. Then there were ropes installed in the cliffs for you to hold onto and climb down the cliff. It was sort of like rock climbing the opposite way and with ropes to hold onto. I did scratch my ass a few times but we finally got dow, down to a nude beach balled pirates cove. Only a few people, some couples, such nice people. One guy gave me a peace sign with his fingers when we walked by and when we left he said ‘goodbye’ when we left, like it was his personal beach. He was bald, tan, good aged, and big dicked, not what you would expect. There was a topless woman
playing ball with her dog, nice boobs.
I love finding awesome spots by the beach. Secluded hide aways filled with goodies. In San Diego in sunset cliffs we found a secret stoner playground. Off the made up trail that we made was an irie dream. It had rope swings that you could run off the side of the dirt to get a running start, two of them. And up to the right was a bench with a perfect view of the ocean and carvings into the tree behind it.
I don’t know what today is going to bring or tomorrow. I just can’t wait to Outside Lands.
