IN A NEW YAWK MINUTE

litebulbWaking up to the 75th stunning, clear-blue, cloudless, 60 degree morning in a row last Saturday, Mr. Man and I shared a monumental moment of inspiration…

That’s when great minds that have lived together for over three decades whoa! in separate bodies meet in the ether swirling above their heads and their respective light bulbs merge together in a sudden burst of electromagnetic energy. The scientific term is a supernova. We call it a brain fart shared idea of epic proportion.

“Wanna take a ride down to Santa Cruz?” he asks.

“Whoa! I was thinking road trip too. But only if it’s overnight,” I said, yawning. “We need to get a good night’s sleep. I’ve been having serious nightmares of ways to put an end to Jazzie’s early morning ‘Feed Me’ yelps at five a.m. – and they’re not pretty.”

In a New Yawk minute (even afta toity years away, ya can’t take da New Yawk outta’ a New Yawka), we was sh’ow’id an packed. At zero hour 9 a.m., or maybe it was maw like 11:30, wit da top down and da wind blowin in aw earhair we shot down da driveway like Rockit Man inta da stratosphere.

Fig-etta-boud-id!
(Forget about it – for my international readers)

MR. MAN ON A MISSION

MR. MAN ON A MISSION

The long and winding road led us to the 101 where we soon blasted over

THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE

THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE

and onto

Pacific_Coast_Highway_Laguna_Beachheading toward Santa Cruz.

In a New Yawk – oops, sawry- minute, everything had changed again

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And in the next New -ahem- York minute,
Things got a little strange when we stopped for lunch…

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Worm hole?  London?

At Cameron’s Pub in Half Moon Bay where, for one quirky thing,
there are over 2,000 beer cans displayed on the wall

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And for another,

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GAME BOARDS ON THE CEILING IN THE LADY’S LOO

After a light lunch of bangers, mash, and shepherd’s pie

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The Pigeon Point Lighthouse

Caught our eye.
But alas, no pigeons, only a seal
Arp, arp, arping to sweeten the deal.

Back on the road

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We continued heading south, reaching Santa Cruz by late-afternoon. We took a stroll, had an early dinner and went to bed with the eight-year-olds of the world so that we could get up early and cruise all the hot-spots and eateries this lovely sea-side town is known for.

7:00 a.m.

“Is the mini-bar leaking?” I asked Mr. Man after he rolled over and slapped me awake when he reached for a pillow gone rogue – the one that got away during a fitful night’s sleep. Once the phone had rung in the middle of the night followed by the lounge waitress pounding on the door to get a signature for booze we could only have drunk in a dream, it was all over…at least at home the dawg slept til 5 0’clock…Arrrgh!

“I don’t hear anything,” he muffled into the mattress.
“Well, I definitely hear running water…” I moaned, stumbling to the window.
Did I happen to mention that California is experiencing a drought?

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And that it hadn’t rained in at least three months in most parts of the state? And three months before that? And five before that?
Well, guess what?

“In a New York minute, everything can change.
“In a New York minute, things can get pretty strange…”
(The Eagles-1989)

Under close scrutiny of a band of petrified squirrels dancing on the ceiling

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We ate our breakfast and hightailed it home.

About Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner

I am an adventure seeking ponderer of the mysteries of the universe, writer of children's books (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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4 Responses to IN A NEW YAWK MINUTE

  1. CONGRATS on the rain aka winter in California! When it stops raining things will return to summer. I am pretty certain that the road trip caused the rain! It’s spring-like here, zero snow and you know I’m doing the happy dance! No winter this year if you can even imagine…..

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  2. Lyn says:

    I was having a wonderful trip with you and then I read one sentence and thought, Fig-etta-boud-id! and concentrate on the important things…bangers, mash, and shepherd’s pie. Oh my! The ultimate comfort food. Just add onion gravy to the bangers and bliss!!

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