We set off early from Atascadero, trusting the position of the sun
and a good old map, rather than the SATNAV. The Pacific coast on our
right was beautiful and, perhaps because it was a Sunday, the beaches
were popular, with cars parked along the side of the road and surfers
paddling out. Big Soph was chortling along contentedly singing her
potato song. The Beach Boys were singing Surfin' Safari in my crash
helmet. At Santa Monica we checked our position on what was now known
as the Pacific Coast Highway, and phoned Woogs. We were an hour from
Malibu. Time to give the SATNAV one last chance.
The SATNAV found Latigo Canyon Road, a small turning off the highway
on the coast into the hills. The road twists and turns in on itself as
it gains height rapidly. We sailed past Woogs' gates and hurtled on.
After two phone calls, a double back and Woogs waving her arms
standing in the middle of the road we finally found the place. Over
the gates was the notice "Neek and Jony WELCOME". And welcomed we
were, with Woogs, Roger-saurus, Lois and Sammy all grinning like
Cheshirecats outside. So, more than 2,000 miles later, we had at last
made it.
We had a joyful lunch of Pizza and wine, and carried on nattering into
the evening. At about 5 we were shown to our beds and with the
warning ringing in our ears that supper would be in two hours, fell
into a deep sleep, waking up 5 hours later. Read some Trollope, and
slept a further five hours
LA = Lots of Alcohol (Jony)
Roger and Natasha - Nick's sister in law -aka Saurus and Woogs, live in a biker's Valhalla, up a wonderfully winding road off Malibu Beach. Pics of their sad little pad will follow when my hand is steady enough to take them for our arrival was the occasion for the opening of many bottles and much celebration. I do not recall how or when I retired from the fray but woke briefly with the proverbial parrot's cage mouth at 10.00pm to find that everyone had either gone to bed or gone out to continue the party with the neighbours who apparently include Cher and that Axel from Guns 'n Roses. No I can't remember anything he did either but, to judge from his pad, it must have sold a few.
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