So I really would have been happy to stay in Monterey forever, however in the end I reluctantly got into the convertible for another drive along stunning coastline in the sunshine. Sigh.
The coastline from Monterey to Morro Bay along Highway 1 is utterly amazing. With a capital UTTERLY. We thought yesterday’s scenery was pretty, but this was on another level. We started with a leisurely drive around Pacific Grove on the outskirts of Monterey, where I chose the clifftop house I shall live in once I’ve decided which of my dream jobs to accept in the town. From there it was a simple hundred and something mile drive down the Pacific Coast Highway to our next destination. Well, not quite so simple. The spectacular drive involves lots of twists and turns and dramatic climbs and drops (and you really want to obey those speed limit signs; they really know what they’re talking about). It’s so worth the change of underwear at the end though. This really is the drive that you imagine when you think of cruising across America with the top down.
We eventually rolled into Morro Bay, past the imposing Morro Rock, and up to our hotel. All our hotels have been booked online, unseen, lucky dip style. So far, they have been getting cheaper but also progressively nicer. Tonight’s hotel is nestled between a State Park and the beach and it’s adorable. Let’s hope I haven’t now jinxed this run of luck as far as sleeping places are concerned.
We’ve had a lovely quiet afternoon and evening, pottering along the oceanfront and enjoying our first sunset on the West Coast with some good food and wine. If Monterey hadn’t already stolen my heart then Morro Bay might have had a good chance but, alas, I am now destined to love another. Tomorrow we venture further down the coast in search of more adventures.