It could have been any time since the 1930s, just as Raymond Chandler described it- minus a few thousand cars and a smattering of modern hotels- people’s attire alone indicating the passage of time. The surprise escarpment down to the beach concealing Highway One and the line of grand old houses- and the parking lot.
Tag: beach
“Don’t be ridiculous!” My friend had just told me he was thinking of getting married in four days time. On the beach. And I was to be a witness.
Admittedly Christmas in summer is weird … but New Year is great…


