Saturday 14 April 2012

MrGrumpy goes for a drive

MrGrumpy drove down to Santa Cruz, had a cup of coffee and watch the surfers. MrGrumpy's 'cold' turned out to be an allergy so MrGrumpy was still feeling under the weather, it was bright but not very warm, they was a very strong breeze coming in off the ocean.

It was a bit chilly to hang around too much so after a walk MrGrumpy returned to his car and drove out of Santa Cruz up towards Half Moon Bay on Highway 1 (the coastal road), stopping several time to take photos.
Half Moon Bay, California
It was now about lunchtime and MrGrumpy was feeling hungry and thirsty after hiking down to the beach and back up a couple of times, he decided to stop at the next available food. 
After a stop at the "Cameron, British Pub" where MrGrumpy polished off a Burger, coke and fries, he turned off Highway 1 to head back towards San Jose but taking the route along the top of the hills (Highway 35). 

MrGrumpy was starting to get worried, he was feeling better and not very grumpy at all, nothing had annoyed him, "oh well", he thought, there is quite a lot of the day left, surely something would annoy him.

The route went high up into the hills surrounding the San Francisco bay, twists and turn were perfect for motorcycles and sports cars, of which MrGrumpy saw quite a few. MrGrumpy got a little grumpy every time he saw a Porsche Boxster, as he continued to cruise along in his automatic Toymota Armchair.

He turned off Highway 35 onto Highway 9 (towards Saratoga), this road was even more twisty, some really tight bends, MrGrumpy was now getting grumpy as he watched the Motorcyclists sweeping around the bends and off into the distance.

Finally (before the brakes on the Armchair faded) MrGrumpy arrived at Saratoga, nice looking little american town, where he saw a Barbers shop, MrGrumpy remembered that Little MissNaughty (aka Wendy) had instructed him to get his hair cut, so he took the opportunity while he could. The barbers was a classic old american scene, two elderly gents watching TV in an empty shop. It all went quite well, MrGrumpy asked for his normal cut (clipped all over), the barber and his friend chatted about the weather and asked where abouts MrGrumpy was from in Scotland... MrGrumpy corrected them, telling them he was from Cambridge (near London), England. Haircut done, about 10mins (max) MrGrumpy asked how much he owed, $20 came the reply... MrGrumpy paid and left, thanking the two elderly men (and under his breath almost choking on how much it cost).

So finally MrGrumpy returns to his cottage with the picket fence, after stopping to buy some $7 shades and a packet of Skittles (original).

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