We took off to California for a few days. It was cold, and then it was LA congestion. We were treated to a stay in a wonderful house on Huntington Beach staying with relatives during a wedding reception. Still, I broke any recent record for spending time clothed, continuous Saturday morning to Tuesday noon. The only nudity, other than under the sheets and shower, was about five minutes on a second floor balcony overlooking the beach and estuary, sitting in a hammock in the dark.
That isn’t to say that I didn’t enjoy myself. We had a barbecue on the beach and I also enjoyed jogging there among the birds and waves. The company was good and warm. The second floor of the place overlooks an estuary with representatives of all of the common bird species hanging out at once. A young granddaughter was there. We watched her excitement.
We left the beach’s area and survived those LA freeways, arriving near Corona at Glen Eden Resort. I had not been there, but had been curious for years. The weather was not easy to predict, heck it’s January, so we figured that in the least, we could use the indoor pool and sauna.