After work, we headed to town to explore our new home. The road to town goes right through a state park. It was a beautiful drive. We stopped to take in the sights.
Then we went home for some quite time. The dogs basked in the sun, Sawyer napped, and Mark and Judah watched Scooby Doo.
I decided to go back in to town and hit up some of the thrift shops we had seen. I scored an awesome shirt for J. He loved it.
Morro Bay is cool because there is the calm bay side, which draws a lot of beautiful birds and acts as a harbor, and a choppy ocean side that has waves, surfers, and sandy beaches. Judah (and I) were very excited to go check out the beach.
He liked to pretend that he was a dog and dig holes with his paws.
Beans and I read messages in the sand.
And we all walked in the water and looked for shells (except Mark--it has to be well over that evening's 60 degree weather for Mark to brave the ocean).
Judah found lots of cool rocks and shells, and we both found tons of sand dollars. We even found a live one! We checked out his little cilia moving like waves on the underside of his body before we threw him back in the ocean. It was really cool.
As the sun began to set, we decided to head home for some warm dinner.
The boys had a bath and then Judah snuggled up to watch Thomas on the computer while Mark and I caught up on the office.
It had been awhile since Judah's hair had been washed. It was starting to look pretty shaggy, but I thought that if I washed it, it might look better. I was sorely mistaken. After the wash, it looked even dorkier. Since it would be another six plus weeks before Katie would be able to work her magic on his mop, we decided to go ahead and try a chain haircut place. And with that, Judah experienced his first on the road haircut. It was what it was, but it is definitely an improvement, and he no longer has to do the Justin Bieber head twitch to get his bangs out of his eyes.
After the haircut, we went home to do some cleaning. Mark did the laundry and I cleaned the bathroom, floors, and kitchen. Then the boys took a music break.
There is a night time market in nearby San Luis Obispo that I had been stalking. I was so sad when I realized that we wouldn't be here on a Saturday night, when I assumed it would be. Imagine my excitement when I found out that it was a Thursday night market. It was downtown. Probably about five city blocks just crowded with local produce, raw milk, food carts, djs, singers, and hot firemen. I was in love (with the market, not the firemen). I have been to a lot of farmers markets, this one was definitely my favorite. Judah and I were both thrilled at the prospect of fresh strawberries in November! And they were the sweetest strawberries I have ever tasted. We bought three baskets of them, and, less than 24 hours later, they are almost all gone. And it wasn't just the strawberries, we got local grapes, avocados, and the most beautiful beets in existence. We got every single produce item that we needed, locally grown, at that one market. Did I mention I was in love? It is going to be really hard for me to leave...
Friday was pretty gloomy. It was chilly and rainy. We spent the first half of the day just hanging out in the RV. We made some pancakes and laid around hoping to catch a glimpse of those wild pigs who are purported to graze in the field across the street (I am kind of obsessed with seeing a wild pig). After Bean's nap, we headed into town to get out of the house for a bit and run a few errands.
Judah fell asleep in the car on the way home. When dinner was ready, Mark brought him in, but he just fell back to sleep on the couch. While he was unaware, Sawyer climbed up him and swiped his stickers.
When he woke up he was sad, but a few bowls of cereal cheered him right up.
I really wanted to stock up on strawberries before we left, so Judah and I hit up the Saturday market. While we were there, Mark got things ready to go. He is excited to be checking out the LA auto show on Sunday and I can't wait to get to San Diego on Monday!!! That being said, I am really going to miss Morro Bay/SLO. And I never did catch sight of those pigs...