makings of may

May was full of many wonderful things.

One of which was best friend graduating from Berkeley!:

Nick and I took a road trip, where we visited the Bigfoot Discovery Museum. It was adorned with adorable fan letters:

This man gave us a 30-minute lesson on the authenticity of the Patterson-Gimlin film while standing in front of a painting of himself:

The museum's life-size replica of Bigfoot:

Then we drove down and visited the madness that is The Mystery Spot:

Step this way if you are so...inclined:

Gargoyles and gondolas at the Santa Cruz Boardwalk:

We ate many deep-fried things:

And I kicked butt at this Down the Clown game:

There was a long walk along the Natural Bridges State Beach:

We ate French enchiladas in John Steinbeck's childhood home:

And learned a lot of interesting facts about the author at the National Steinbeck Center:

We sampled at least four different clam chowders at Fisherman's Wharf:

We watched a lady hold a fistful of dead squid and practically shove it into sharks' mouths at the Monterey Bay Aquarium:

I am prepared to pee on him if necessary:

We explored Cannery Row:

And visited Steinbeck's Spirit of Monterey Wax Museum, which is definitely not haunted and does not have figures that are falling apart:

This "family-friendly" wax museum went over the gruesome history of the area, focusing on torture, murder, and prostitutes:

We enjoyed more long walks at the beach:

And we found Kissing Rock:

Nick thoughtfully dressed to match the ocean:

We took a ride down the 17-Mile Drive and pulled over to stare at the Lone Cypress:

We also pulled over to stare at seals on Seal Rock. Rocks are apparently very popular out here:

I surprised Nick with a stop at The Cheese Shop, where we bought an alarming amount of cheese:

Then we camped out in Big Sur:

On the way back, we stopped near Bixby Bridge:

Damn, California:

We explored the tide pools at Bean Hallow Beach:

And stopped for jam samples and strawberry shortcake at Swanton Berry Farm:

We took three dogs to the beach and all three of them tried to eat horse poop:

George was happy despite me not letting him eat poop:

In short, we are tuckered out:

much love,
hedgie