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| The next morning I woke up feeling like this. |
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| Linda ready to take on the day. |
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| Another view from 12. |
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| The abandoned resort front another angle...and.... |
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| A sweet '86 Trooper! A shade rough though. |
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| Graffiti. |
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| Cool door. |
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| Really nice bug. |
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| Help me find the sand rail. |
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| Frigate birds. |
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| PV. |
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| Cool sign. |
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| Church. |
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| Old Malibu like my first car! |
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| Interesting. |
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| We stopped at a Cantina. I tried a Michelada. I was not so much into it. |
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| But the chips and dips are to die for down there. |
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| Cool. |
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| After we got back from our walk, Linda decided she wanted to ride horses. So we went down to the beach and struck a deal with the horse guy. Pretty funny. He took us up the beach and onto the streets of PV. |
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| No rules. |
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| Holding up traffic. |
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| Downtown. |
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| Back to the beach. |
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| We got slammed with a wave crossing a breakwall. The tide had come in quite a bit. We were soaked. |
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| Kisszes |
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| Drying out my cash. |
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| I think this picture is appealing for some odd reason. |
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| And then the sun began to set once again. |
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| We tried the Japanese place this time, and it was not so great. Definitely the worst sake I have ever had. Tasted like they literally watered it down, which would not surprise me. |
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