Day 10-Malibu

With laundry done and the temperature rising, we returned to the motorhome and began the familiar process of preparing to move on. We pulled out a little later than expected and began our drive toward the California coast with the ultimate goal of watching the sunset over the Pacific Ocean.

We could feel the heat pouring through the window that affirmed the 102 degrees we read on the Weather Chanel app. We never left mountains even as we neared Los Angeles. We placed our trust in the Maps app that guided us around the multiple freeway routes and led us to Pacific Coast Highway in Santa Monica. Traffic on the freeways was generally light for Thursday rush hour until we hit PCH at the Santa Monica pier. We turned right and joined the throng of drivers heading up California Highway 1. The homes and views of the ocean were varied and beautiful. The collective wealth as seen in the homes and autos was obvious.

After miles made slower by the traffic, we arrived at the Malibu Beach RV Park that sat across PCH from the rolling waves of the ocean. The after-hours manager waved us over and I parked on the uphill driveway in front of the general store that was just closing. Hummingbirds, 6 or 7 of them, were fearlessly feeding on the source of sweetened water suspended from a small tree outside the makeshift office of our campsite registrar.

We followed the road around the loop and backed into our ocean front site. The ocean waves rolled in as we connected the utilities and sounded as if a freight train was rolling by. When realizing they were the waves of the Pacific I looked forward to opening the windows and sleeping with the cooler air and constant crashing of the water across the highway.

When I found the RV park on the internet, the reviews mentioned the seafood restaurant that adjoins the park called Malibu Seafood and Patio Cafe. Located down a trail connected to the park, the venue offers fresh fish to take home and a menu filled with entrees to take up to the 2-tiered patio overlooking the sea. We enjoyed the fish plates as we took in the sights around us and reminisced about the journey we were completing. On the way back we crossed PCH to walk a little closer to the beach. We wouldn't trade anything for the sights we've seen but we all thought it would be nice to stay here for a coupe of days.

Sleep was sweet. We awoke to overcast skies and a few drops of rain. After our morning coffee we walked over to the store to pick up breakfast for Tessa and Jonathan and see if there was a t-shirt I couldn't live without. Yep, found it.

As we left the park we drove south toward Santa Monica to begin our trek back to Mike and Trish's via Bob's Big Boy for lunch as well as locating a few houses from the TV shows we grew up with.