20130529 Big Sur, California

Along with three days of solid, legitimate work, I got a chance to rush a trip up to Big Sur and San Mateo before heading home.

11 sit down restaurants in 48 hours, $6 cups of coffee, camping with no tent, smoking cigars near a warming fire, jumping in blistering cold rivers, meeting two old men who only knew the term of a "computer camera" as a digital camera, watching a fleeting mass of clouds over the central coast, incessant screaming and cheering, not showering and then taking a long hot shower after camping, seeing old friends up north, eating 60 oysters between a friend and I, and leaving the short work-vacation. One week felt like three.