Decked out in new threads we thus continued to Santa Barbara where we got ridiculously drunk from one single winery tasting (they push you to buy wine at the end - go figure) followed by an Irish pub experience that exceeded all the pubs in Ireland we had been to with the quality of food and music - again go figure.
We love Santa Barbara! The air is one of inverted cinema verite - one of leaving aside the real for the imagined and styled, which is then decidedly realised. I don't see the problem with rendering an image of perfection, of declaring that the imperfect is made obsolete with one perfectly realised airbrushed smile. Baudrillard
After checking out the local university (the one with it's own freeway and palm lined beach) we hit the road again bound for San Diego. Total distance from Santa Rosa to San Diego was 1000 km, and the difference is really significant. Jumper and coat weather to t-shirts again, and beachy sea-breezes rather than frosty mountain air. The sun seems to de-saturate the colours in Southern California compared to the north and everyone drives faster the closer you get to Los Angeles, as if it was the source of boundless light and energy.
Freak snowfalls had closed three of the north-south freeways that lead to LA and we could see the snow on the far off mountains as we stood on the beach in San Diego in blazing sun. The night before in San Diego we had had the most amazing American meal since leaving Manhattan - Phil's BBQ which takes the American delight in slow cooked barbecue to the next level with it's amazingly decadent and delicious goodness. Our hotel was across the road from this place and there was no escaping the scent of roasting meat anywhere in the vicinity during the day. Come night and the place is a feeding frenzy, with the line stretching well out the door into the chilly evening air by 5:30PM. We ordered mesquite chicken, giant beef and baby back ribs - the portions were massive and the only way to eat is with your hands, and the meat is delicious and the sauce goes beyond good. Just as amazing are the sides - "best ever" declared Jannie of the coleslaw and potato salad.
It seems to me that barbecue is THE American cuisine. Intoxicatingly deadly but unmissable and best served along with unlimited quantities of soda.
More beaches followed, La Jolla, Laguna and Newport as we made our way back north to "the" OC. A full day of rain allowed us to catch our breath and actually enjoy not leaving the hotel all day, meanwhile planning our next adventure...

















































