11/04/2014

On our way to greener pastures: crossing the Golden Gate Bridge

After the Aquarium Experience we drove through Carmel, an extremely posh town south of Monterey. We were told Carmel was even more expensive than Beverly Hills (!), that Clint Eastwood had been mayor there and that you needed a permit to wear high heels. The town is cobblestoned, women would wear 12' heels, sprain their ankles and sue the town (!!)

The place is full of art galleries and small life style shops, but we felt no urge to go shopping there. Instead we drove the ocean road, lined with houses that sell for millions.
Quite a lot of them were on sale, btw.

Anyway, we ended in a shabby but very cheap motel in inland Salinas and next day we headed north.
For the first time since we had left SF clouds blocked the sun. By the time we got near San Francisco it looked like rain.
One plus though: no toll on the Golden Gate Bridge, Sunday!

Yes, we've seen The Bridge, and we crossed it.
That was funny too, I mean, you're nearing one of the most famous bridges in the world and only the last second you actually SEE it. From the SF side you go through a park first, then a residential area, then trees again and finally, hey presto! Toll booths and The Bridge.

The first time you cross it you're so nervous you hardly see it. But it's large. And high. And pretty impressive.
At the other end there's a viewpoint. Famous View over San Francisco, Famous View over the Golden Gate Bridge.

We drove on towards Napa, left and right a very flat and very boring landscape, over us rainclouds. The town Napa was first and foremost a line of car selling shops, no motel to be seen.
We ended up in an expensive Inn & Suites, but they had an indoor pool and hot tub.
So there we spent the major part of the evening, while outside - for the first time this holiday - it started to rain.

Later we found out that this hotel was actually one of the cheapest. Most other hotels in Napa started with room prices of $350 and up! No wonder, if you know the green pastures that make up the Napa Valley.
We were to find that out for ourselves the next day.











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