"You can turn right, and see if it takes you anywhere"
These directions were given to Cathy and me when we were driving into Ojai. We knew we were in for a magical time. In fact, this became our weekend mantra. I'm thinking, it ranks right up there with some other well known directions:
....Follow the yellow brick road....
....Second star to the right and straight 'til morning....
....You, who are on the road, must have a code, that you can live by....
....The long and winding road....
Our time together was what we hoped it to be. Laughs, ease, familiarity, laughs, reconnecting. Did I mention laughs?
We both loved Ojai. Really. It was a town that seemed to signify "us". Easy, earthy, friendly, warm, a glowing energy. We were meant for that place, and it was meant for us. We found treasures. We'll return. Imsojai. We'resojai. Only one person flipped me off. Must have been an out-of-towner. Back at ya, dude.
I cleansed my crystals in the Pacific Ocean. Cathy went all baptismal mermaid on me.
We saw sea elephants and zebras (really... no hallucinogens involved). We didn't see Sergeant Pepper.
Bugs in the room. Okay, only 1 was spotted, but we both know they travel in tribes. People hanging around the motel... "tell me about your clientele. Is everyone a paying customer?"
I'll continue this later.