Wild: Day 3 (not so wild)

We woke up on the morning of day to the sound of pouring rain. Quite a pleasant sound until you recall all the paper products sitting out on the picnic tables and the towels and shoes left out to dry the night before.

We slowly got up and packed the cars to head to our next site, Big Sur. We stopped in Santa Cruz at the world's most expensive laundromat and I was so thrilled at the prospect of clean clothes I even authorized the use of chemical soap and fabric softener. After laundry we hit the market for the next round's worth of fresh food, visited the Patagonia outlet for some sweet $9 deals and dealt with a very hungry, very upset baby (we skipped breakfast due to the rain and didn't have much more to eat than fruit snacks) in the traffic of Santa Cruz trying to find something to eat. Further down Highway 1 we stopped in Monterey at the Portola Plaza hotel for their ridiculously inexpensive fleece lined windbreakers (don't ask).

Finally we arrived in Big Sur in late afternoon with no more time than to setup camp and have dinner before bed.

But what a beautiful sight. Never did I think I would think that upon viewing a scene like this, but I did.

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