Like the post on the Maine trip before this one, Big Sur needs a grander vista than Instagram.
I feel so fortunate to work with one of my oldest, and best, friends Paul, who suggested I do my LA trip on the same days that he was scheduled to also go out there. For me traveling is normally fairly miserable but doing it with a mate can make the whole thing potentially fun.
Paul & I have an incredible history together, and one day I hope write about all our adventures, both the fun music-based ones and also the business ones.
He told me that after we’d done the two days of work in LA he’d asked Dan & Ellen Weiner if they would mind if I came up with him, & stayed in their Monterey house for one night, and than followed by one night in Big Sur. Having never been to either area, I was obviously psyched. I’ve now met Dan a few times, & he’s not only a legend in the booking agency world with a million jaw-dropping stories, but one of the coolest, most interesting people that has entered my life in the last couple of years. Ellen is also lovely, & sort of Ying to Dan's Yang, somewhat similar to the way Wini is way more fun & nicer to everyone than me. Not that Dan is not fun or nice!
Many people far more apt than I have written about how spectacular the drive to Big Sur is, so I won’t even try.
Below are pics of just a few of the details from their wonderful Big Sur home.
Path to main house.
Treehouse.
Porch & view from the guesthouse.
Paul in the swing-chair watching the sunset, contemplating life, & like me, trying to figure out how the fuck we are going to move here.
Another path with another place to chill.
A few objects collected & perfectly placed.
River seating down at the inn we ate an unbelievable breakfast at.
