Hotel Isla Seca
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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For a while I was bummed out that no matter what I would never be able to afford a house like this until I talked myself out of it on the understanding that I most certainly could rent a house like this any damn time I felt like it.
We finally got the rental car I had lusted after the whole trip, a Chevy Spark GT. 1.2 litres of pure power that comes on within minutes of mashing the gas pedal to the floor and handling like a bike with out of round wheels. ...
... assured that our bags were now loaded securely in a pile of many other bags and that the luggage compartment locked properly, and found our seats on the second floor of the bus. I realized by window seat had been improperly marked on the bus, so I was going to have to sit in the aisle. Luckily, an older lady was seated at the very front, which has an open window so you can see everything, and she didn't want to sit there. So Natalie sat in my seat, the older ...
... he would tell us that he was leaving in the morning And every afternoon we would hear a new reason as to why he missed the bus. We didn't mind him staying at all because he's such a lovely and entertaining guy who made us laugh for hours but whether he intended to be funny or not is a mystery.
There is no Internet for guest here which is why we got so behind with our blog!
The next day Bailey arrived, introducing herself as a music ...
... If seagulls are the fighters then Pelicans look more like huge lumbering Lancaster bombers as they wheeled about trying to bully the seagulls away from the food. Then dogs would run at them all for the sheer joy of watching them scatter. Being west facing the sun slipped down over the pacific in the late afternoon and evening, scattering off the waves. All in all it was just the recovery time we needed. I could have stayed a week!
... we were new people. We washed the crud from our eyes and saw that we had arrived at our version of paradise. A teeny, tiny surf town with no internet, no grocery stores, nothing but you, sand, and ocean. It helped that our hostel was without a doubt the most amazing place we've ever stayed. It also helped that the people staying there were our people. Everyone was so kind; I'm talking homemade bread from the oven for everyone, pisco sours ...