September 1, 1999: You’ve got to learn to relax…ass
Dinner at Casa Nova’s in Carmel…I really loved it! I went in with an attitude though—I wanted to know why we traveled over two thousand miles to visit a city filled with overpriced shopping and no love or passion to grasp onto it? The waiter told me, “It doesn’t exist.” A love, a passion—yet the man three feet away called Carmel the most beautiful place on earth. What was he viewing? Had he been drinking? Maybe I expected too much? Then again, isn’t this California? All is suppose to be beautiful, memorable, unexplainable and far-reaching. Sea gulls of plenty, pelicans too—my mind has collected an array of colors and textures…but not enough to claim I’m in paradise.