Butterfly Grove Inn
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Day 14: We left SF in the morning to drive down the highway back to LA. First stop was the huge Gilroy shopping outlets south of San Jose and the Silicon Valley. 4h later, all the girls were happy with a car full of bags and five new shoes. We drove further down to Monterey and stayed over in Pacific Grove, a nice town at the beach. The temperature …
Woke up in our gorgeous little house at 1127 Ripple Avenue, Pacific Grove. Made the kids bacon, eggs and toast for breakfast. Headed out to Denice the Menace park where kids ran round for an hour enjoying the wobbly bridge, swings, climbing wall etc. Managed to resist temptation to head out on pedalos. Then headed over to Fisherman's Wharf for an …
... winning and not over the top in cost. Amanda had Cat Fish Cajun style with mushroom rice, broccoli and a local white pinot blanc. I had a calamari steak. Yes, steak, and it was about 6x4x1 inches in size. Wonderful texture and garlicky taste. The clientele was a mix of young, old, posh and scruffy. It was called The Fish Wife, if you're ever down that way. 9.00 home, and after finding a couple chocolate drink sachets in reception we went to bed tired and ...
... can only snorkel at high tide due to the level of the water and the coral close to the shore. I must admit before heading in, I did have a slightly ominous feeling and Tara decided not to snorkel this site. It was windy and quite choppy with a strong side current. Also there was no one else around. We had read quite a bit about how beautiful this site was and I sucked it up and headed in being very mindful of side wash and reef sharks. Within the first minute of me entering and ...
... grace to her every step and a dazzling, awe inspired smile to her lips, I understand how far away she is from "the misery business" and I am relieved for her. She is in this moment wholly in America.
Our RV site at Fernwood Resort was nestled amongst the tall, shady redwoods and beside the babbling stream known as Big Sur River. We hooked-up the RV then went and sank a couple of beers as a toast to our host, mother-nature. Henry Miller called ...