I was going to stop in Huntington Beach, but every parking spot has a meter! There is no where to park in H.B. by the beach without paying either in a paid lot or by feeding the meter!
Well, H.B., for not allowing people who are visiting the beach that belongs to them and spending their hard earned cash in your stores, resturants and bars free parking anywhere, you get the Poorly-focused-adv-salute-in-a-dirty-mirror:
Yup, you douchebags who run H.B. don't even deserve a good picture! Kept going to Newport Beach, where there's free parking all over.It is a bit yuppified, however! The kid's jungle gym in the park even has a mini rock climbing wall, I guess to train them in the latest yuppie fitness fad:
We all know beer and pizza go together, but Newport has taken it to the next level:
Now I just got some coconut water, however a pepperoni and some Maker's Mark was sounding mighty tasty!
I know I'm old. Apple vodka didn't even exist when I lost my virginity!
Panama Red, however, was involved (okay, now I'm really showing my age)!
A few shots of a cool mural on the side of a surf shop, one involving an old Honda ujm, cb550 maybe?