The Visitors

My girls arrived in the middle of a violent thunderstorm one week ago Thursday night. I had expected them the night before, but they were delayed 24 hours thanks to their dog, Hans.

Rachel was walking Hans on the shore at Huntington Beach when he went berserk after seeing another dog and that set him off. He is big, strong and lacking in obedience training. He jerked Rachel into a concrete bench and Gail had to take Rachel to the E.R. to make sure no bones were broken. Fortunately, severe pain was the only damage done.

One day the girls wanted to shop so we went to the funky stores in the University area. Sarah found a polka dot sun dress and Rachel was happy with her find of Gladiator sandals.



While I was waiting for the girls I did some people watching. The customer below really knew how to make that hula hoop spin.

While the girls shopped Gail and I took refuge in the patio of the FROG and FIRKIN. I have no idea where the name of the restaurant originated - perhaps a fairy tale? Since it's in the University area you can expect strange titles.

The day was blistering hot; over 100 degrees. Even so we were relatively cool thanks to the misters (see the photo of the pipes that emit a cooling mist). A cold beer helped our comfort level.

The girls caught up with us looking happy at having found more things to wear.

The resident pigeon was one fat fella. He had the patio all to himself and the crumbs were plentiful.
The clerk in the store where I sat and waited fascinated me. She was really colorful.

The day ended with dinner at a Chinese restaurant. To say that I was 'pooped' is the understatement of the year. Tomorrow it's on to Kartchner Caverns.