I woke up this morning in Monteray…what a gem of a town this place is. I crashed for the night in a motel, woke up and went down and jogged around the Fisherman’s Wharf down here.
I was heading up to San Francisco to go make it up to my buddy Kevin’s place and stay for a bit, but opted to turn around and go to Pacific Grove after within a 30 minute time span both my Mom and friend Phil suggested it as a good place to stop. My grandparents spent some time in PG, so I thought it best to see it for myself.
En route to San Francisco and upon arrival