A journey from Los Angeles to Seattle on Highway 101, seeking out view spots for picnics… and old car junk for Clark.
May 20, 2014
Spent the morning working on a shorter outline for the pitch, then Clark and I took a long walk along the beach. Came back to the house, then went back to the beach with Harry and Susan for a picnic lunch. It was windier than during our earlier walk, and so felt colder.
Afterwards we went to a couple antique stores, where Clark found a snake-head car horn, and a tire sign he wants to go back and buy tomorrow; he’ll need our rental SUV with him if he gets it, as the sign is 57” long and won’t fit in Harry and Susan’s Honda.
We had cocktails while watching the sunset from the upper balcony of the house, then Harry and Susan endured a practice run of my much-shortened pitch. They gave it hearty approval, while Clark paced in the kitchen being nervous for me. Poor sweetie.
Bolognese for dinner, and a roasted pepper salad. A relatively early turn-in for bed, as we need to leave the house by about 7:15 tomorrow if we’re going to make it from Redondo Beach to Hollywood on time. Kirk wants us to be there at 9:00, for a 9:30 pitch.
And so to bed, with hopes for a good night’s sleep. I hear a clanging in the distance, through our open windows. Is it a buoy? Or maybe just a particularly loud wind chime.