We woke up to a beautiful, sunny morning and instead of following through on our plans to go to Disneyland this morning, we said, “Let’s go to the beach for brunch.”
We showered, dressed, called down to valet for our car to be brought around, and waited for what seemed like hours at the elevators – some of the slowest in the world. And conventions seem to be going on 24/7 at the Hilton so the elevators were always packed by the time they arrived at our floor. Eventually, we were on our way.
On the way to the beach we wanted to check out some properties so we drove down Harbor Blvd., past my childhood home in Fountain Valley, past my high school (Los Amigos), and into a pleasant, quiet neighborhood where they still have the drive-through dairies I remembered from my childhood. Ah… nostalgia…
We then drove past the nearest church and thought how pleasant life could be here just a couple of miles from the beach. Then we headed for Huntington Beach and the PCH (Pacific Coast Highway or Hwy. 1), and swung south to Newport Beach for Blue Water Grill – one of our favorite waterside restaurants for a casual seafood meal.
It was Father’s Day but we arrived soon after opening and snagged one of the last tables outside. Rich ordered the Salmon Eggs Benedict with a Bloody Mary, and I ordered the Crab Eggs Benedict and a glass of champagne – divine!
Next: Part 2: Balboa Island and Part 3: Angels Baseball Game