I drove back and only made Lindsay scared two times. One was my fault (I cut some guy off while changing lanes) and one was the other guy's fault (he cut me off as I was pulling into the garage).
I am fine with freeway and side road driving but my city driving needs help.
I jinxed it by telling Lindsay that I had been error free. Then, two quick errors. No harm, no foul.
At Half Moon Bay, we walked around the antique stories and bookshops and then had lunch. We just wanted a easy going type of day. No hardcore hiking.
We ate at Flying Fish Grill. The fish tacos were very tasty. Next time we're down there, we're going back.
Afterwords, we walked along the beach. It was a very cool and pretty day. And, I didn't get us hit on the way back. To me, that's all I can ask for.
Update: As we were walking on the beach, we saw cops and paramedics in the parking lot and on the beach itself. We had thought a wind surfer had hurt himself (it was very windy) and they were getting him ready for transport. We saw him on a back board and the cops didn't seem to be in a huge rush. We didn't think it was a big deal. But, it turned out to be much worse. The guy had drowned in the strong rip tides.
Some pictures:
Yes, they are.
Too much detergent.
I still got sunburned.
She attacked me with some kind of sea weed.
A bit windy on the beach.
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Yeah, you are looking a bit tomatoey.
So the guys was dead and that's why they weren't in a hurry?
Yes, he was dead before they pulled him from the water. We didn't know until we read SFgate.
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