Pacifica hardly ever gets so hot that you need an a/c, but today's one of the few exceptions. Our fan is working valiantly, but it hasn't quite been up to the task of overpowering the ocean sun's effect on our westward-facing apartment. Our entire west wall is made up of window, and that sun, doubled in intensity by its Pacific Ocean reflection, is strong.
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The woman there, Pamela, is wonderful and friendly, and it turns out that she loves to do beadwork and play scrabble, so we'll invite her to our beading and gaming gatherings in the future. And the beadwork there is so dreamily colorful... I feel all inspired to spend the night doing beadwork whimsy, now.
It was also provident that we wandered in there, because she sells postcards of Pacifica, and I've wanted to find one of those to send to the LJ maintainers in response to their plea for postcards of LJ users' hometowns to decorate their office with. So, now I've got one ready to go.
We finally went around back and found the Boxcar ice cream shop, which was a fun place too. Emmett got a yummy lychee milkshake, and I got a cone of watermelon ice. We sat at a little table inlaid with blue, russet and white colored Spanish tile, next to some pretty white curtains blowing in the ocean breeze.
I love, love, love Pacifica...
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Date: 2003-09-13 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-13 06:23 pm (UTC)You have to come out to Pacifica sometime soon; we need to take you to Pacifica Thai Cuisine also, to try their real gingery ginger-ale.
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Date: 2003-09-13 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-13 06:32 pm (UTC)There's a very photogenic hidden cove in Pacifica that I think he might have fun pointing his camera at. And you'd find it breath-taking as well.
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Date: 2003-09-13 06:19 pm (UTC)I wanna go to that ice cream shop too!
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Date: 2003-09-13 06:24 pm (UTC)