darlings
who-we-are-in-RL was having a Very Important Business Meeting down in Carlsbad today (which is 100 miles drive south or 160.934 kilometres according to mr. google) and we BEGGED to be able to tag along because we wanted to Take The Long Way Home via what are known as the “Beach Communities” (see map).
she said yes but as long as we kept out of the way.
*lookstocamera*
which we Did (sort of) until someone lovely at the meeting happened to mention the phrase (is it a phrase or just a word? or is it A Movement? discuss:) “teamgloria” and that they’d visited us Here and it all became rather delicious and we felt Most Involved (so much fun).
after that we kept a Low Profile and just snapped away on the grown-up-camera which we view as the modern version of a Brownie camera (which was our first camera many years ago – an aged relative passed it on to us and it took gorgeous film-based-shots).
would you like to see them?
you are lovely.
thank you.
it was indeed the Very Long Way home – but most often that’s quite the nicest way to get anywhere – taking time, looking around, snapping pictures, smiling at the surfers waiting-for-a-wave, looking out to the horizon, feeling all-happy-and-freckly and ALIVE.
Dearest G
Carlsbad does look de-splendid!
The Dandy is always being persuaded to visit there to watch tennis… it’s always seemed like such a long way to go before, but I hear the sound of The West Coast calling more and more these days.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
gosh.
we thought only Wimbledon had Tennis.
at least Proper Lawn Tennis.
non?
Oh yes Dearest G
Proper Lawn Tennis only exists these days in Merrie England, and The Low Countries.
Carlsbad plays on ‘hard courts’, whatever they may be… hence my resistance to travelling there thus far.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
completely agree with you – no grass, no english announcer, no potential rain-at-any-minute, no strawberries, no way.
I am obsessing over that exquisite keyhole doorway flanked by terracotta urns!
do visit – they were Closed when we got there but you can Plot to see them when they’re open!
http://www.casaromantica.org/
Darling, the Beach Communities are fascinating and despite all being on the same ocean quite distinct and varied, one from another. Oceanside, par example. Marines and a Spanish mission. So interesting. XXXXX
you are amusing Mr. Snyder
shall we go again (or to another Mission) for your Next Birthday?
“Happy and freckly and alive,”
Sigh.
Couldn’t we all do with a dose of the beach?
hopefully a little virtual cool breezes-and-sunshine came your way dear D
This brought back many happy memories of time with my parents in San Diego. It is a beautiful part of the world, isn’t it?
indeed it is!
especially at sunset.
And you had time to see a library bookstore; bless you. Did you enter?
oh yes.
it’s where the Rupert Everett was found (as seen in the next day’s post) and some random CDs from Purcell to Little Shop Of Horrors.
Wonderful.
Feet – models own.
we felt very joyce grenfell “do put some socks on gels!”