|Pizza delivery via kayak.|
After two nights in Oxnard it was time to move on to Marina Del Rey, about 40 nm south. We pulled into Marina Del Rey just as the sun was setting. We could tell as we dodged the sailing dinghies and rowing club, while listening to the sirens in the distance, that this was not the relaxing scene we were used to. We stayed overnight and had a nice visit with Jake's parents who drove up from Irvine.
The next day we took off for Newport. We met up with Jake's parents and planned to stay a few days to visit with them before we headed off to foreign lands. It was great to be able to explore the area by car rather than foot. We found a great store called Minney's in Costa Mesa that carries used sailing equipment. We went there three times in two days (Curt & Susan thank you for your patience) and got a great deal on a used head sail.
The highlight of Newport was looking at all of the gorgeous waterfront houses. We strolled through Balboa Island and I couldn't help but peer through the windows. All of the houses had their own unique style and unique price tag (anywhere from $2-11 million in case you were wondering). No thank you.
Overall, Newport reminded me of the typical OC image portrayed on reality TV. There were plenty of clients to keep the cosmetic surgeons' wallets fat. The yacht club hosted events during our stay were even 9 year old boys wore suits and little girls wore white gloves and elegant dresses. Every night on the water, there was a floating party on one of the numerous gigantic party boats. There was constant loud music and flashing lights. It was pretty much like Vegas on water. After five nights, it was time to move on...
|If I lived in a house...it would look something like this.|
|Fun with Grammie!|
|My kind of church.|