LA to San Francisco – part two

We broke the journey to Cambria in Santa Barbara, where we encountered a hippy and his amazing van.

Lunch was on the pier and fish tacos seemed to be the dish of choice so I tucked in. A few seagulls tried to help but I managed to finish the typical American portion all by myself. (A year in the US and we’d be those fat people up on the spaceship in WALL·E) We carried on to Cambria and were delighted to find the Fog Catcher Inn was lovely. Huge rooms all with their own front doors, like a mini-village. The sea was across the road. The dolphins were waiting for us, putting on a display right there and then, closely followed by pelicans galore, turkey vultures, and seals. We couldn’t stop pointing.

A wildlife enthusiasts dream. There was also a pool and hot tub. We were in our trunks (or equivalent) in minutes. Smashing. Cambria itself was charming, small and full of independent shops and cafes. Supper was a wee walk along the coast.