Earlier this month I had a WHOLE WEEKEND off. Now that I’m working 6 full days a week, this was the biggest imaginable treat, and I looked forward to it all July, and dreamed of all kinds of things to do for two glorious days. I had wanted to take a weekend trip somewhere nice and do it up a little, but Ryan found out about two weeks out that he had an all-day chemistry conference he had to attend in Irvine on the Friday we had wanted to escape early for our weekend getaway, and he wouldn’t be back until late. Instead of stressing and losing sleep, we decided to do an easy weekend around LA.
After a stressful, traffic-filled drive down (about an hour longer than it should have been) we finally arrived in San Clemente (note to selves: next time, leave before 9 AM). We were super hungry, and Ryan’s friend Andrew had recommended the Sugar Shack for breakfast. It did not disappoint.
San Clemente seems to be a town of all surfers. Surfers and boards are everywhere.
With a mural like this, we HAD to eat outside. I love me a good mural.
Marveling over the most ridiculously huge cinnamon roll
It was warm, gooey, the size of my face, and took the both of us to polish off. But make no mistake, we did.
…Unfortunately, there was other food too. It was yummy, but jesus it was so much food. We didn’t quite finish the rest. That bacon was killer, though.
We had planned on an early breakfast, a walk all over “town” to explore, lunch at Pedro’s Tacos (another Andrew recommendation), and then beach time, but since we got in around noon, breakfast became lunch. We’ll be back for you next time, Pedro’s. It seemed to attract the post-surfing crowd.
We parked on the street–there was a ton of FREE street parking everywhere (I hate all the pay-parking in LA)–and headed down the hill to the beach.
The weather could not have been more gorgeous.
And look at that enormous pier!
I couldn’t believe how pretty San Clemente was
And the train goes right by every several minutes. In the future, maybe we’ll skip the traffic and just take the train down.
The beach was crowded, but the lifeguards were on it. So Baywatch.
Look at all the people!
We took a long walk down the beach, and there’s something about beaches that I can’t not photograph. It’s like an addiction. So please bear with my million beach shots.
We finally reached a pretty secluded section of beach. Ryan, of course, immediately started fishing.
A couple hours, several fish, several chapters, and a short nap later, we headed to the pier restaurant for a margarita break. It felt necessary and right.
And the view was excellent.
None of these are doctored–the water really was that color. It was a gorgeous day
Ryan stopped to fish at the end of the pier while I took those million photos. He wasn’t catching anything, so I had to show him how it was done.
We headed back to the beach to read/fish some more.
Dinner at Sonny’s–a recommendation from my friend, Molly. We’re lucky to have awesome friends who know CA better than we do and can steer us towards good things.
We drove home pretty late. It was such an awesome day, and would have been regardless, but it was even better because I didn’t have that creeping feeling of dread that another 6-day work week was starting the next day. It was nice to have a proper weekend again with no worries all Saturday long. Such an awesome mini-vacation! San Clemente, we’ll definitely be back.