Fuschia envy . . . . and a touch of money

An early start and we set off down route 1, the pacific highway. It was so early it was still misty and reached the giddy heights of an English summer day! It’s a beautiful drive – we passed schools of elephant seals basking on a beach by the side of the road. Whilst the scenery was gorgeous the road was very windy and in places the surface was worse than in England

We reached Hearst Castle in good time. What an amazing place. I’ll confess my ignorance – I knew nothing of the place or the man before today. The place is completely OTT, but as his library was like 4 times the size of his bedroom, I have some respect for him!

Whilst the castle is fascinating and I loved the pools, I was totally envious of the gardens and the fuschias. If I was 45 years younger I would have had a field day popping them all. There were at least a dozen different varieties and all so healthy and in large bushes, so unlike my pathetic specimens at home

Now we are at Pismo beach, with a balcony over looking the pacific – gorgeous and serene. Tomorrow we lose the quiet and arrive in LA. even more important my new lens should arrive (yes my main lens broke on the 2nd day and I have struggled for the last 5 days – ask Steven!)

Location:Hearst Castle and Pismo Beach