Remember, in one of my first posts, how I took a picture of the food that I was taking with me on my trip? The pile of food included carrots and nuts and oatmeal. It steered clear of processed sugar and empty calories and, unfortunately, any kind of taste. Oh, those were ambitious times.
This was the breakfast that I had a couple of days ago when I was going down the Oregon coast:
I kid you not, it is called a "Trucker's Delight." This morning I had a full serving of waffles with butter and syrup, a bagel with cream cheese and a bowl of frosted flakes. Please notice the lack of the fruit/vegetable and protein food groups. I have created my own system of food groups that revolves around carbs and sugar. I actually thought to myself that maybe if I put more butter and cream cheese on my food that I could get close to a full serving of dairy.
Now I spend quite a bit of my day doing the math trying to figure out how far I need to walk and which meals I need to skip to insure that I don't need to be rolled back into Pittsburgh for the holidays. Although, as long as I can get my seat belt to fit around me and am able to move the steering wheel without my belly getting in the way, I'm good to go.
I cruised through San Francisco the other day. I went into the city for one night, staying at a hostel, and walked as much as I could in one day and took in the sights. I realized afterwards that I didn't get one picture while I was there. If you would like to see pictures of San Francisco, please google them. You'll get the gist.
Once again, family and friends made my day. I got to see Mill Valley, stopping by to see close friends of my family. It made my week. I'm passing through Monterey right now and am on my way to spend Thanksgiving in Malibu with extended family. Mom and Dad: I love you both and am going to miss you for Thanksgiving. But I am so incredibly psyched to be seeing my aunt, uncle and cousins (Jane, you will be missed.) Its going to be strange to not have grey skies and rain and cold on Turkey day but I'll just have to make-do with sun and warm weather and the beach in the 'Bu. I'm taking one for the team here.
With all of the Steinbeck that I'm reading, it only makes sense that I would stop by his stomping grounds, Monterey, California. Here is a picture of me with a statue of my man:
I was reading "Cannery Row" while sitting in a coffee shop on the actual Cannery Row. I have to say though that I was hiding the cover of the book as I read. I was worried that I might look like a tourist; and I put a lot of effort into being a tourist while not looking like a tourist. I'll never see the people here again, but it is still incredibly important to me to make strangers think I'm cool. My own behavior baffles me. I think I might start strutting down the street, from now on, giving winks and shooting off finger-guns as I pass people. That way there could be no doubt that I was cool.
I did slip into the Monterey Aquarium for a quick look. I don't think I get aquariums. Fish just don't do it for me. Maybe I feel a slight twinge of excitement when seeing a shark. Jellyfish can hold my attention for a half-minute, but thats about all. I think this is just something that I'm going to have to accept about myself. Another self-discovery made on this trip: I have an indifference to marine life.
Here is a pic of a jellyfish (I forget which kind.):
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