Saturn Loves You

Ok, no Mystery Spot for us. At least there's always Saturn Cafe. It was quite a place. The see-through table tops reveal stuffed smurfs, Strawberry Shortcake dolls, posters for missing snorks, and all manner of unusual notices that patrons had put inside. David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust was playing in the background. How often do your get to hear that song?

Shel had trouble ordering, as our waiter, Manny, wouldn't stop dancing in front of our table. She eventually order the grilled onion burger with steak fries; Jason had the Buck Rogers, a riblet sandwich with a side of steak fries and a fennel leek soup. We split the Nachitos and a chocolate milkshake with peanut butter. The waiter, on account of our requesting the vegan option for all of our food, correctly intuited that we are vegan, which made ordering easier.

The food, as usual, was excellent. Afterwards, we made our way back south on Highway 1. We decided to pass Monterey. Although it seemed lovely from the road, the guidebook made it seem a little snooty. We thought we might be happier if we just went to the hotel in Carmel by the Sea.

After we checked into the Best Western, we walked around the city. It's a very unusual town. The storefronts were all lit up, showing off the paintings or wines or chocolates or whatevers that they contained. The streets are very well-kept. We saw a police officer giving a ticket to a teenager on a skateboard. For once, it really didn't seem that the cop could have had something more important to do.

We got into our bathing suits and went down to the heated pool for a little while, before retiring to our room and trying to post our blog entries. Is the hotel router blocking certain webpages at blogger.com? Is the Mystery Spot exerting its mysterious force over ever-larger distances?