Magic still trumps noisey campers, but it should be said...

I should begin by saying I had a most magical weekend this past MLK holiday. Ali and I drove up Highway 1 to Big Sur and enjoyed the amazing weather (hot at times, very sunny and virtually cloudless). Pulling into Big Sur campground, we were immediately struck by how close the camp sites were to one another. I definitely felt like I needed to hush my voice and generally be respectful - mind you, I thought this within the first 5 minutes of being there. Which leads me to my point...as the evening progressed, our neighbors progressed as well, in the area of being extremely loud and generally oblivious to what I thought was so obvious. In this beautiful of a setting (redwoods, camping outdoors, great weather, being so close to one another, and shit just being in big sur generally) is it really necessary to party so hard? This is not to say one can not enjoy oneself in the somewhat wilderness, but staying up until who knows what hour, BLASTING horrible music and having no consideration for people sleeping in a tent 10-20 feet from you (!), I don't get it. So long story short, the next morning we changed campgrounds, only to experience the exact same thing - almost worse. The noisey campers the second night were actually farther away from us, but they were easily twice as loud. Ugh...

Okay, just needed to get that off my chest.......

That probably sounded like we had a horrible time, but let me reassure you, sleeping hours aside it was indeed a magical weekend. The pictures should prove that. (I have all the pics up on my facebook profile.)

Ooooh, and before I forget, I know some have you been to Esalen - my god that place is beyond words. The massage, the hot springs, the views. One for the ages.