During the spring, summer, and fall months, we like to get away from Las Vegas about every 6 weeks or so, if we can. So 6 weeks after our Mexican Riviera cruise on the Miracle, we booked our favorite villa in Huntington Beach.
Actually, we kept changing our plans between Disneyland and the beach, but, in the end, the beach won. We even thought dropping in on Disneyland Saturday night but, alas, we were having such a blast at Newport Beach that we headed back for some nighttime fun, too.
It was one of the best days of my life. Maybe because it seemed that my entire life came together for that moment sipping a nice cold Margarita at Mutt Lynch’s on Newport Beach.
With Rich’s remaining vacation days spoken for, we took off Friday afternoon and headed for Fountain Valley, which borders Huntington Beach, for those who do not know. In fact, Residence Inn calls it the Fountain Valley/Huntington Beach location. It’s just 3 miles from my childhood home and I can feel it and smell it and maybe even taste it.
With commute traffic, it took us about 5 hours instead of the usual 4 hours when we get off in Anaheim for Disneyland. But it’s worth it when we arrive. As Elite members, we were given another one of those wonderful corner rooms with fireplace. It would be fun to visit when we could actually use the fireplace.
We’d eaten lunch before we left the house so we were hungry when we arrived. We’d brought some cheese and crackers and mini bottles of wine so we had a snack and relaxed for awhile. Eventually, Rich located a Subway and we were off to get a Subway Club sandwich, which we shared.
We were both pretty exhausted so we went to bed. The next morning we’d expected to wake up to cooler temps with the morning marine layer, but it was pretty thin and mostly sunny by 8:00. Rich brought us some breakfast from the breakfast room and the selections were pretty slim, even though they’d assured us they’d improved their breakfast. We arrived at Newport Beach a little after 9:15 or so. It was a beautiful morning and it seemed everybody had the same idea we had.
We had to hunt for a parking place, even though 10 a.m. is usually early enough even in the summer. But we were a bit in-between the surfing crowd and the beach-going crowd so it was pretty parked up. We did find a space and did our favorite morning walk right off, starting with the pier.
Oh the memories of walking that pier with my dad growing up. We’d watch people fishing off the pier and then find our place on the beach I can see my dad in his red swim trunks floating on a raft beyond the waves. I usually worried about him, but he was fine.
We walked the pier, checked out the fishing, and then watched the surfers. I captured some of it on video from my iPhone.
So after our pier stroll, we headed for the walk along the shops and restaurants. The Seaside Bakery caught our attention and we stopped in to get a couple of chocolate-glazed donuts, which were pretty awesome eating on the beach. I’m hooked – I want to do this every morning!
We continued our walk past the vacation rental homes, dreaming of staying in one sometime. The big thing when I was a teen-ager was renting one with your friends for Spring Break and I’d been making big plans before my parents moved us to Oregon.
We also passed by Mutt Lynch’s and, as usual, it was packed with people enjoying a morning libation while viewing the beautiful ocean. Someday we hoped to find a couple of seats with our names on them.
On the way back, we stopped in and looked around a couple of shops and Rich found a t-shirt we both really liked. After our walk, we returned to the car to get our beach chairs and umbrella and stake our place in the sand. It was absolutely gorgeous out. Rich had paid for two hours of parking but made a return trip to get the sunscreen we’d left in the car and to pay for a couple more hours. We couldn’t leave.
We each took turns wading up to our knees in the water, and then we walked down the beach together.
Eventually, Rich walked back to the restaurants and found a couple of slices of pizza in a deli and brought them back to our chairs. Finally, we dragged ourselves back to the car with a short stop to get a frozen banana, first popularized on Balboa Island, which we shared.
We then drove back to the hotel for a nap. At this point, we were thinking we’d drive to Disneyland and hang out at Downtown Disney and the GC for the evening.