Thursday, December 3, 2009

Jambor PCH

For Thanksgiving Jeff really wanted to rent a beach house in Southern California. Maybe just a little shack on the sand where we could hang out and surf all day. Well, apparently, after like a 2 month search on Craigslist, beach houses are usually huge, expensive, require a week stay, and aren't even on the beach. He was soooo bummed. But we seriously had to get out of here so we decided to just cruise down the 1 and see what happened.


First stop: Big Sur and the 17 mile drive

Rozzi looks like a boy. She needs a bow. There's flowers on her pants I promise.
Don't let this cute Chevron fool you. Gas was over $4. Waterfall on da beach. Nature!

Next stop: Pismo

A little Marie Callendar's for Thanksgiving dinner (semi-decent) and a stroll down the pier at night.


Destination #3: Ventura
We rolled up and saw this glorious sight: RINCON


Glassy meat monsters just consistently dumping perfect barrels! All the sudden it was like wait, where's Jeff? Who's Jeff? Oh, you mean Wu? The diggler came alive! He got the stoke back! Rozzi got kind of scared from all the screaming! But....since there was like a hundred people out he decided to settle for this surf spot just down the street:

What!? More perfect barrels? What is this place?


Destination #4: San Clemente . . . bad idea

After some amazing surf we kept charging down the 1 to San Clemente. I would strongly recommend not driving on the 1 between Santa Monica and Long Beach. After a couple hours and about 300 stop lights, I was starving, Jeff was salty, Rozzi was over it, and we were all super tired. Too Heavy! But we charged it and woke up to this beautiful little town. A little Surfin' Donuts for breakfast anyone? Brent? Katie? Hit up the Rip Curl outlet and then back to Ventura. Had to hit up Rincon before dark.


Last stop: Rincon


Best idea ever. We walked up and 3 people were in the oval office shaking hands with the president! As Buster would say it was off the hook! And guess who paddled up right next to the Wu? Yep, the man himself. Kelly. Just workin' the 9 to 5 shooting his next video. What? Somebody sprayed me in the face? Oh excuse me Dane Reynolds. Was I in your way? Needless to say my husband can die a happy man. His life is complete. Don't think we didn't get pictures, cuz we did. But you gotta be kidding me.... ALL BLURRY!!!! All 5 of them! Tragedy!!!



Oh well. Good times. Now it's back to the 9 to fiver :( and yes, i am posting this at 5:30 in the morning and i have been up since 2:00 a.m.

4 comments:

Alicia said...

holy crap woman....tell that sweet little nugget of yours to sleep! and i love the pics! looks like you guys had a great time, even if you did get shanghied by the chevron!

J. T. said...

hahaha sounds like only the best thanksgiving ever, who needs to stuff themselves full of crap when there are places to go, thats awesome though, next time you guys need to find a place in so cal give us a heads up, ryan and becca were out of town and so were a few of our other friends you could have had their place to yourselves and yes we are 10 feet from the sand, but your adventure worked out pretty awesome too. You guys gonna be around for Christmas?

krissymay said...

Did you used to write fo da ka alakei or someteeng?! brah you know fo talk story kine reeel good.

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