So on day three of our road trip we took a detour mainly inland and swapped the ocean views for some mountainous vistas. It made a nice change as we got to see some different American landscapes which were still spectacular (I think I’m using that word far too much but I just can’t help it). It was a relatively short jaunt today from Morro Bay to Santa Barbara, taking in a couple of little detours on the way.
We had been a little apprehensive about tonight’s hotel; after all, so far this week they’ve been getting progressively higher quality for less money and this run surely has to end. We’d booked this one in advance and knew we were getting an absolute bargain but wondered exactly what we would be getting for our money when paying about a tenth of the usual going rate at this hotel. Well, we needn’t have worried. We have an oceanfront two bedroom suite with posh toiletries and a fabulously comfy bed (or two). I’m starting to wonder if we have accidentally done some kind of deal with the devil. Okay, so we can’t see the sea from our windows, but it’s dark now anyway, and our overall costs are doubled by the price of overnight parking, but that’s really not an issue.
So all this chattering on and I haven’t even mentioned Santa Barbara itself yet. It’s quite a bit bigger than our last two destinations but still feels quite cosy. We took a spin along the boardwalk on a couple of the hotel’s bikes (those strange cruiser things that are like comfortable armchairs with no proper brakes to speak of, just the bizarre mechanism where you have to pedal backwards to stop, which is not always particularly reassuring or effective when you’re freewheeling down an unexpectedly steep hill). Safely back on our own feet again, we walked through the main street and through a farmers’ market with the most amazingly scented fruit you can imagine. We ended the day with dinner at the end of the pier watching the seals and pelicans playing in the Pacific as the sun set over the mountains. Another distinctly average day then.