big sur.

a dutch friend of mine b, an archetect working in sf for 4months is envious of the fact that i have been to more places than he did in my 20-day-long sf stay. the only same place outside of the city he and i both have been to is the BIG SUR, southern california's natural wonder. Driving along the famous HIGHWAY 1, 75years old scneric road winding along the curvy californian Pac. coast, is a classic and must in one's sf experience. no wonder he didnt miss out that.

essentially i am not a backpacker after all. instead of lighting up camp fire, we found ourselves sitting by the openfire in resturant "neptune" right outside of phiffer natural state park. meaning "no sorrow" in egyptian, designed by Frank w, this resturant hangs on the tip of a cliff offering the best view and most comfort. thanks to my "magic card" (visa) and feeling generous, i was cleopetra for the night. "hey, more wine and fries?" (we are after all in amelica!)

Did camping anyway for the sake of it. surrounded by redwood trees in the most starry night, suddenly realized i have never really seen a shooting star before... lying in the absolute quietitude, gazing far far away, had awaited long long enough, i finally did catch one. all it takes, i guess.