Often times the rustic beauty of Northern California strikes deep. I'd been out with a few of my friends on the 17 mile drive at Monterrey. I normally drive on Hwy 1 past Carmel all the way down till Bixby Bridge and head back and this was the first time i'd been on this stretch. I was totally overawed by the lush green golf courses at Pebble Beach winding along the rugged Monterrey coastline along the azure pacific. We got ourselves a table facing the ocean at Stillwater Bar and Grill and picked out a bottle of Bennessere's 2005 Pinot Grigio. This wine had a crisp taste and pineapple and peach flavors blended in. It was a real peaceful, easy feeling listening to surf beat against the shoreline, soaking in the cold, fresh air and the wine offcourse. I must say we were all pretty tipsy after two bottles. There were lots of old rich folks wearing Greg Norman Shirts and hauling around Calloway clubs on fancy golf carts. There were a few vintage cars parked outside. Bouganvillas in bloom were wrapped around the pillars lining the corridors. It was a great two hours basking in affluence and class. I remorsefully headed back to my Honda Accord and drove back to the gut wrenching reality and mundaneness of everyday life.
