Driving along Big Sur – Coastal views
Driving along Big Sur – Coastal views
For those who live the rushes of big towns, camping in this wild nature must feel like living in Paradise.
However, I live in a very small town, and have tranquility all year around, so I just passed along the coast, enjoying the views and some visible wildlife.
Though we were prepared to swim, the weather, in August, didn’t invite us to take off our pulls (to be entirely honest… sometimes… anoraks)
17 Mile drive
“17 mile drive” seems to be a neighbourhood of rich people wanting to live in peace.
So, at the entrance they charge you $8.50 trying to keep you away. Respect them and save your money. The landscape is pleasant, the buildings are discreet and elegant, golf is seen everywhere, but… why pay for it?
Bypass it, and head to the Big Sur where the beauty still stands and is free.” We all have contradictions – I wrote it in my intro text, but, having read so many controversial opinions I had to go there, as you probably will. And… it’s interesting, despite the price.
Nepenthe – a brilliant Idea
Nepenthe – a brilliant Idea
Located in a beautiful area of big Sur, the isolated restaurant of Nepenthe is a funny idea.
Everybody seats side by side, facing the cliffs and the ocean, and lunch will be taken breathing the pure air, and with the sensation of freedom given by the wide sights.
The food is good, respecting the American quantities and the style for “not so fast” food, but pricey as expected.
Address: Highway #1, Big Sur, CA. 93920
Phone: (831) 667-2345
Memories of California
Memories of California
Sometimes, in Portugal, when you hesitate about a wine, the waiter suggests you a “local wine” not listed. That suggestion usually leads you to extreme sensations: either the disappointment of a bad wine, deserving the anonymity, or the surprise of something really good, that deserves to be served, but being unbranded, couldn’t be listed. One way or another that would always be the cheapest alternative. It happened to me at Nepenthe. The girl kindly suggested me a “local Pinot Noir”, and I followed her.
Yes, it was excellent, but also the most expensive of all. I didn’t complain, but my wife still doesn’t understand how a man can accept to pay $15 for a small glass of wine. (Please don’t tell her that it was one of the best but not the most expensive I drunk in USA)
