Monterey, our final stop before San Francisco, looks like quite an affluent coastal town. There’s a beach there but we mostly walked around Fisherman’s Wharf and Cannery Row (where John Steinbeck’s novel is set).
On the second day in Monterey, some of the group did a bike ride, which was supposed to be about 20km. However, after about 6km, we reached a road block. It turned out that the US Open Golf Championship was taking place in Monterey that week. So the part of the bike path that went past the golf course was closed and we had to turn back. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t Tiger Woods himself who turned us back. However there were lots of posters of him about town (probably because he’s the only golfer everyone’s heard of), which, to me, meant he was most culpable. And, after all, someone’s got to take the blame, right?
Whilst walking around town, I came across a man who looked photogenic. He was leaning out of a shop he worked in. I asked him if I could take his photo. He pointed inside to his co-worker and said that I could take a photo of her. I replied that I liked the look of him! He said, “OK”. Finally I asked him not to look at the camera and adopt the pose he had when I first saw him!
It’s amazing what you can do with a smile and friendly persistence!
