down Pacific Coast Highway into Cambria for lunch. No dust, no heat,
no rocks, no hills -- no reason for my mom to complain today.
I waited patiently to begin our walk. C'mon--c'mon!
Pacific Coast Highway was kinda dangerous. The cars were whizzing by us as we walked-- I don't think it's common for people walk to town from the campgrounds...
But we made it to Cambria alive...
... and had a nice lunch at the Main Street Grill. On the way back to the campground, my dad found a boarded pathway along the beach.
I looked toward the ocean, anxious to frolic in the waves...
... and then I looked closer at the sign:
Every entrance to the beach had a sign posted. I was pretty upset, but then something caught my eye--
Dang--my dad said I couldn't chase after it.
We continued down the path and we saw wooden steps leading down to the beach -- and there was no sign posted! So my dad said "Let's go"--
I almost pulled my mom down on her butt (sorry Mom).
As we walked along the path, we saw more signs posted -- I wasn't supposed to be on the beach -- I think the sign was missing by the stairs where we accessed the beach. But I didn't poop or pee on the sand--and I wasn't a bad boy--so I hope it was okay that I took a quick swim... Sorry...
After a long nap, my mom called me into the Supervan for dinner--then my dad made a huge bonfire! My mom took a video of me by the fire and she said I looked like an alien!
We didn't bring any marshmallows, so I had to go without.
... and now it's time to watch the Republican debate!