Ashley and I decided to go to Point Reyes National Seashore in hopes of seeing migrating whales. We didn't see any. But we did see lots of cows, ravens, deer, a colony of elephant seals, and several herds of elk. Those commercials about happy cows coming from California... well, I can see why. Look at that view!
The trip to Point Reyes was only supposed to take a little over an hour, but it ended up taking us two hours. We realized on the way up that we would have to cross a bridge and therefore need cash for the toll--we still aren't used to this and don't always remember. Anyway, so we exited the freeway to find an ATM, but we ended up finding a bad area (Richmond) and what I'm pretty sure was a crime scene. Even though we didn't get to see what the crime was, it had to be pretty bad since they had an entire intersection blocked off and I didn't see any civilian cars on the scene...
And since I'm sharing weird stories... on the way home from Point Reyes, we stopped at the grocery store where we saw a guy buying a dozen large bottles of rubbing alcohol... and that's it. Perhaps he has a back alley surgery to perform. We also saw a girl walking through the store, holding her side like she had just gotten stabbed... And lastly, there was a weird couple that was yelling to each other across the store and in a big hurry. The guy pushing the cart almost ran me over.
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