One of Miller’s highlight of the day was finding a restaurant called the “Pink Taco”. We could have eaten at Nobu down the road, but nope…Pink Taco won. Miller ordered the Pink Cadillac margarita and I had a mojito. Those were the two strongest drinks we have ever had at a restaurant! We also ordered a $9.00 thing of guacamole…ridiculous! I’ve never had an up-scale yummy salad with any burritos in my life...this was a first. The burrito I had was a seared Ahi-Tuna burrito and it was very foo-foo. Miller had a lobster enchilada and it was nothing BUT lobster! We had a great lunch.
I managed to buy 2 shirts for $20.00! Only I would buy 2 shirts on clearance at Hollister at a Beverly Hills mall. Hey, I’m poor, I can’t afford some of these other stores lol. After that, we headed over to the Ontario airport. We were way early, so we walked around some ghetto mall in Ontario. We got bored…and drove over to the airport…still really early. So, we parked at some business park near the airport…and…well…yeh. Since it was a Saturday, there wasn’t anyone there. Eventually the security guard spotted us and told us that we needed to leave. Finally, their plane landed and we picked them up. Miller Jr. was cute as ever…he was so excited to see us.
We decided to meet up in So Cal because Miller’s parents wanted to go to a Nascar race…which was on that Sunday. A little geography – the Nascar race was actually in Fontana, which was about an hour east of Beverly Hills. The locale of east LA area can be summed up in one word – GHETTO! We drove to our hotel in Riverside…and man…it was an interesting drive through town. We got to our hotel, which was actually really nice, but we swore there were hookers doing their business there. We spent Saturday night drinking with his parents in the room and having some of the best pizzas ever at Capone’s Pizza.
Nascar was exciting. We bought our tickets in advance, so we got to park really close to the race track! Miller bought his #2 shirt and I also got him a shot glass. There were about a million people there. We got to witness Jesse McCartney screw up our national anthem. What a douche. Anyway, this race was so loud! We have been to the road course race up in Vallejo and the loudness was nowhere close! I got some beef sliders at the track…and only in LA would you find foo-foo looking stadium food. We left with about 100 laps to go…which damnit…had we stayed…we would have seen TWO wrecks right in front of us.
We returned to the hotel that day and went to some restaurant called Original Roadhouse Grill. A restaurant that had a lot of potential, but what a disappointment! Aside from the waitress who was pleasant, the food and drinks were just crappy. I don’t know why, but I always end up ordering mojitos when I go out, even though, the only good mojitos are the ones I make. I digress. Our drinks arrived and I almost threw it up when I took a first sip. It was nothing but sugar water over ice! The waitress was very sweet and got me a margarita instead. Unfortunately, all our drinks were crappy and none of them tasted like there were any alcohol in it. The food was also crappy. Oh well, life moves on.
Next morning, we started our drive back up to Nor Cal via the scenic route of Pacific Coast Highway. Highway 10 (or is it Highway 101?). It was nice driving along the beach. Miller Jr. took some pictures of the beach on his DSi. Then we saw something going on alongside the beach. First, we saw a bunch of campers parked together with a bunch of BBQs set up. Then we saw some sort of marathon goal line and flags marking mileage. All of a sudden, we see a police car slowing traffic down on the opposite side of the highway…following by camera crew filming two fatties running from THE BIGGEST LOSER! They were wearing The Biggest Loser blue shirts, but too bad we didn’t get a picture. ½ a mile down, we saw another film crew and there were two others running…I’m still trying to figure out if it was Jillian Michaels and the other dude trainer on the show. They weren’t wearing the standard The Biggest Loser shirts…it’s okay, I got a picture of this pair, so I have plenty of time to figure it out.
We spent the night at the Holiday Inn in Seaside (near Monterey). The hotel was a block away from the beach! We walked over there and enjoyed the waves, watched some surfers get washed away, and touched the cold-ass water with our feet. The beach closed at 7 p.m. and the park rangers came to close up the beach. We had open beer cans and I was freaking out! I kept dropping them like a retard!! Thank god, nothing happened.
Afterwards, we went to the Chili’s right next door and had a few El Nino margaritas. And after a few of those, we were ready to head back to the beach. Miller’s mom’s husband got down to his underwear and jumped into the water. Mind you, there was a sign saying no swimming because the rip tides are unpredictable! Miller followed suit…then I took of my jeans as well (I had underwear, shirt, and a bra on =P). We swam a little while drunk…then went back to the hotel and drank some more.
The next day, a torrential RAIN STORM hit all of California! It was a record-setting storm! We recorded the highes rainfall ever in the month of October! It was NUTS. Well, we braved the rain storm and went to the Monterey Aquarium. I must say, after going there for the fifth or sixth time, it really isn’t that interesting anymore. The one excitement we had was the baby great white shark. While we waited for lunch at Bubba Gump’s Shrimp, we went to the candy store to get out of the rain storm. Miller’s mom bought $40.00 worth of taffys!
On the way home, we had to drive through Santa Cruz…in which I later found out was the spot where it got hit the hardest! The power was out in the area and we were running low on gas!! We almost didn’t make it home! Miller said we’ll go for it and thank god, few miles down, they had power. We finally got home safely!
So, that’s Tuesday…wedding stuff stared on Wednesday. More on that tomorrow!
-Emma
