Aug 07, 2011
Aug 26, 2011
Bit of a lazy lay in today, we were all in need of a gentler start to the day. Paul went off and explored the pool at Seascape whilst the rest of us came to. We decided to drive up the coast to Santa Cruz to see what that had to offer us and we surprised yet again to see how busy it was and then we realised that the boardwalk at Santa Cruz was a big draw for families and holiday makers. It was a riot of colour and noise and the smells of popcorn, hot dogs and funnel cakes made everything seem tempting. It was a cross between Margate and Blackpool - bold, brash, undoubtedly tacky but fun to walk along and people watch. I was struck once again how clean everything was - no litter blowing against the sidewalk and it was interesting to watch the intense beach volley ball games that were happening on the beach itself. The sand looked very clean and inviting and it was clear that many families had come ready for a day out, with swimming gear and picnics packed up. There were a lot of food stalls, selling everything from ice cream to seafood. We were getting peckish ourselves and after filling up with petrol (can't believe the prices - gas is £2.20 a gallon - Paul and Julian are in shock) we stumbled upon a Mexican restaurant that was rated in my guide to Santa Cruz as being authentic and good quality food. It didn't look particularly good from the front of the shop - a little shabby but we were brave and ordered our first burritos. These landed on our plates - wrapped in silver foil, hot and the size of a large swiss roll. Mine was filled with beef and refried beans, Paul's was similar with salad too and Flo and Julian went for a king prawn version. The salsa that came with it was hot enough to clear your sinuses and blow your head off - and as the little restaurant filled up with people we had no doubt that we had come to a local favourite for our lunch. We returned to Seascape in need of a rest - very full and were entertained to see that a wedding party had gathered on the bluff across from our condo. We counted 7 bridesmaids, 7 ushers and a little pageboy and flower girl. The bride, as all brides do, looked beautiful - we think she was Mexican but we did notice that many of the guests needed their jackets as it was getting chilly now. We were also pleased to see a family of 3 deer arrive on our lawned area, a doe and two younger ones and Flo spotted some dolphins out in the bay. We opted for a walk on the beach in an attempt to wake us all up and as the condo is perched high on the bluff, the resort offer a transfer to the beach using a golf buggy. We set off at high speed, passing the wedding photographer on the way and soon found ourselves on the beach. The resort staff were laying out chairs and lighting fires for people who had opted to have a smores party - that is toasting marshmallows and sandwiching them with graham crackers (digestive biscuits to us). Although it sounded appealing, it was rather chilly on the beach so we walked back - more aching calf muscles and enjoyed a quiet evening watching tv and playing canasta.
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