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While I was walking toward the complimentary hotel breakfast this morning, someone from a car called my name. It was an old friend, someone who I used to do ministry with back when I did ministry. The last time I had seen her was about five or six years ago, on New Years Eve when I ran into her at the grocery store while we were both buying king crab. She and her husband were in Ukiah (a small town where you don't expect to run into anyone you know) to visit her mother-in-law, who is 92. It was great to see her, and we chatted for a bit before agreeing to run into each other randomly again sometime in the future.

After breakfast, and before heading out to the coast, we stopped at the City of 10,000 Buddhas.


The City of 10,000 Buddhas

We were here last year and walked the grounds and took pictures of the peacocks. This year it was raining, so we looked at a Buddha Exhibit, drove around the grounds, and saw many peacocks and hens standing next to the buildings to get out of the rain.


A peacock ducks out of the rain near the administration building

After leaving the city, we drove around randomly along farm roads looking at vineyards and orchards and mist-veiled mountains in the background. It was a pretty morning, even if it was rainy. Especially because it was rainy.


Especially because it was rainy.

We made the coast at about 1:30 pm. We stopped at Van Damme Beach for a bit and walked around in the mist. Then we headed into town, had lunch at the home of the famous thai burrito, and checked into our room, where we settled in and read and napped as we listened to the rain. Which is what we are still doing.


The coast. Pacific.