Roadtrip part 2

Day 3

The day started out with doing the 17 mile drive at Pebble Beach, which I think would have been a lot more impressive if it didn’t cost $9.75 and if it weren’t cloudy the entire time. For almost ten dollars, I was expecting something amazing, and the drive did not live up to the hype. Again, it’s not that it was a bad route, but there are plenty of very beautiful driving routes in California that aren’t so unashamedly commercialized. I did like the lone cypress, though.

Driving back through the bay area without stopping felt kind of strange. We took the 101 up the peninsula and then the Golden Gate Bridge, and then decided to drive up a stretch of CA-1 before giving up and taking the 101 up to Eureka, just a little south of Santa Rosa. It was a surreal experience going through Pt. Reyes and the Tomales Bay area and not stopping. And then going through Santa Rosa and not stopping there either. When I think of northern California, this is usually where it ends, at the northern periphery of the Bay Area. In actuality, there is a lot of Californian land above the bay (but not very many people). It was an interesting drive, although not particularly exciting. In total, we probably drove around 400 miles.

When you’re just driving all day and aren’t in a particular hurry to get to a destination, it’s nice to just let the mind wander and relax. It was interesting to think how beautiful the world is, both natural and human constructs. Just cruising and admiring the scenery that changes gradually and smoothly, every mile sort of blending together with its neighbors. Sometimes, everything just seems to click together when you’re far away from the troubles. It probably does me a great deal of good to just unwind and appreciate the vastness of nature; in my rather claustrophobic day-to-day life, I don’t think I experience that sensation nearly enough.

The funniest thing of the day (to me) was that we didn’t hit any traffic going through San Francisco, but we did hit a stretch of bad traffic in Santa Rosa.

The CD list (does Taylor Swift’s voice begin to sound a little shrill to you after listening to her sing for 5 hours nonstop?):

Artist, Album — Played Today (Cumulative)
Taylor Swift, Fearless — 5 (5)
Lenka, Lenka — 3 (9)
Bebe, Pafuera Telarañas — 0 (2)
Marit Larsen, Under the Surface — 0 (1)
Marit Larsen, The Chase — 0 (1)

Day 4

It’s kind of weird to think about the fact that Mountain View has nearly three times the population of Eureka (74k vs. 25k), and yet Eureka is pretty much the largest city in California north of the greater Bay Area and Sacramento. It definitely possesses that small-town feel to it, yet has an air of importance owing to its relatively large size. One wonders, though, had history been just a little different whether this area would be a bustling metropolitan area. At a quick glance, the north coast area is not lacking in any major resources.

Our day was spent mostly exploring the Redwood National and State Parks. We did two hikes: the Trillium Falls Trail at Elk Meadow (around 2.5 miles), and a slightly longer hike at Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park (around 5-6 miles). Despite the hikes totaling around 8 miles, it did not feel very stressful at all, and these were actually the most relaxing hikes I’ve done in memory. Part of it had to do with the fact that we were in no rush to get anywhere, so we were walking at our own slow pace of around 2 to 3 miles an hour. The other thing, which was pretty magical, was just the fact that there were so few people on the trails — much different than most hikes I’ve done. (And unlike trekking in the Indian Himalayas in the winter, I wasn’t in a constant battle for survival.) It is so calming hiking along well-groomed trails and not seeing anyone else for miles at a time.  For most of the hike, it was so quiet that the sounds of our breathing were the loudest things we heard. There is an amplified feeling of awe when you’re alone and surrounded by giant redwoods and nothing else.  Hiking up a 300-foot hill and still just seeing the trees towering all around you. The pictures don’t do the experience justice.

We also did a bit of driving in the parks. A lot of scenery is actually quite accessible from the car. While the 101 is already pretty scenic, there was a nice alternate route (Newton B. Drury Scenic Parkway) which I think was considered more scenic because it was a 2-lane highway instead of the 4 lanes that the 101 had. We also did the Coastal Drive Loop, a short drive that had a small amount of unpaved road that had some pretty views of the ocean.

With some foresight, we probably would not have booked 2 nights in Eureka because the Redwood parks are north of Eureka, so we had to drive an hour back down to Eureka (and then back up again the next day). But it was nice to have Eureka as a home base for the couple of days.

The mystery of the day: what’s up with all the hollowed-out trees on the hiking paths? Are there just more hollowed-out trees than one might expect, or do people just make the hiking paths go near these trees?

Note to self: dk is kind of a tough slavedriver, refusing the gushers and fruit rollups during the hike.

The CD list, which was punctuated by the fact that we found a radio station that was playing Carly Rae Jepson’s “Call Me Maybe”, so we knew it had to be good:

Artist, Album — Played Today (Cumulative)
Taylor Swift, Fearless — 2 (7)
Lenka, Lenka — 0 (9)
Marit Larsen, Under the Surface — 0 (1)
Marit Larsen, The Chase — 0 (1)
Bebe, Pafuera Telarañas — 0 (2)

Roadtrip part 1

A small travelog only because there’s nothing to do here after dark but the hotel has internet. Pictures forthcoming, probably after I get back home.

Day 0

Dk arrives the night before. We go to San Francisco and Emeryville to meet up with some friends. But I have dinner plans with some WB friends in Mountain View, so I drive back down while dk stays up in sf. After one drink at Tied House, I’m too tired to drive back up to sf to pick him up. It’s nice to see friends all around, but driving from the peninsula up to sf is kind of a pain, and doing the round trip twice in a day would not have been much fun. In any case, this driving was the warmup for the roadtrip to come.

Day 1

The craziness of the day before means I have to wake up early (6:30am!) to drive to sf to pick up dk before we drive back down to get to Hearst Castle in time for our 2:10pm tour time. The extra 90 miles of driving kind of sucks, but it’s just a drop in the bucket compared to the trip’s entirety.

We pretty much book it down CA-1, which wasn’t really so bad except for a stretch between Monterey and Big Sur area, which was pretty winding. There are some pretty nice views along the coast. I feel like I must have driven down the same stretches of CA-1 when going to Big Sur, but for some reason parts of it look familiar and other parts don’t at all. I definitely don’t recall driving all the way down to San Simeon. It’s pretty nice to drive on a straight road every once in a while.

Hearst Castle is actually not a castle at all, much to my disappointment. I and dk were kind of hoping for a moat and drawbridge, but alas, it is merely a big estate atop a hill that overlooks the ocean. It’s quite an impressive residence for sure, but the word “pastiche” seems to sum up my main impression of Hearst Castle: it combines so many different styles that it seems slightly incongruous, despite the rather artful design and architecture. A large part of this feeling might also be due to the fact that the main building was never completed, and remains intentionally unfinished to this day (to keep it in the state that W. R. Hearst left it). So there are bits of bare concrete and different sections of the building that just don’t quite fit together. The artwork and interior decorations are quite stunning, especially for a private residence. But again, there is so much going on, with European artifacts and artwork from so many different locales and time periods, that the entire residence seems a little too busy for my tastes. There’s really nothing that speaks tasteful simplicity here; yet, it’s still very pretty. The garden and grounds are very nice. I wouldn’t mind visiting again at some future date. The $25 ticket price feels kind of steep.

We decide that it would be better to drive back to Monterey for the night, and we manage to make it there a little after dusk. A quick phone check on hotels.com gives us a good candidate hotel to spend the night.

The “because he didn’t believe me that I only have 6 CDs and no Aux plug or mp3 player in my car” list:

Artist, Album — Played Today (Cumulative)
Marit Larsen, Under the Surface — 1 (1)
Marit Larsen, The Chase — 1 (1)
Bebe, Pafuera Telarañas — 2 (2)
Lenka, Lenka — 3 (3)

Bebe and “UTS” are good throwbacks to our roadtrip through the Southwest. Remember “track 2” and “track 11”? (The Honda Odyssey that we drove in that previous roadtrip also only had a CD player.) Somehow, extensive time in the car seems to have ruined my copy of Under the Surface; the fact that the song “Under the Surface” was the one that kept skipping made me very sad. 🙁

Day 2

Most of the day was spent at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. It’s an interesting experience coming here again, and it definitely felt like the aquarium was catered more towards kids. But maybe part of that feeling was because the aquarium was very crowded and had a lot of kids running amok. The facilities felt like they were at capacity, and at times I felt a little claustrophobic with the number of people in the building. Nonetheless, it’s still mesmerizing to stare at jellyfish and penguins and small sharks swim around. And those sea otters (Allied Atheist Allegiance) are pretty cute. The 15-minute mini-lectures they hold seem very light on material — am I the only one who wished they talked for a full 50 minutes?

Monterey reminds of me San Francisco in the fact that it’s cloudy and foggy and kind of cold all the time. On a clear and sunny day, both places are doubtless beautiful. Monterey at least has some small-town charm to it even if the sun only broke through the clouds for a few minutes each day we were down there. The drive along the coast in Pacific Grove (Ocean View Blvd. and Sunset Dr.) was quite beautiful.

As for food, we ate crepes at Crêpes of Brittany, which was an above-average crepe-eating experience for me. I find it hard for US-made crepes to compare to those in Paris, but the Nutella crepe I had was pretty good, if slightly less crispy than I would have liked.

If you’re ever in Monterey, I would recommend eating at Vivolo’s Chowder House, a small restaurant a few blocks away from Cannery Row. I ordered the fisherman’s platter (assorted fried seafood) as well as the clam chowder breadbowl, which was way too much food. The fish, scallops, and shrimp in the fisherman’s platter were fresh and absolutely delicious. This was also the first time I’ve ever eaten clam chowder; it also was delicious, and not quite as heavy as I thought it would be.

The CD list, not so bad today because it was just local driving most of the time:

Artist, Album — Played Today (Cumulative)
Lenka, Lenka — 3 (6)
Marit Larsen, Under the Surface — 0 (1)
Marit Larsen, The Chase — 0 (1)
Bebe, Pafuera Telarañas — 0 (2)

Wanting it all

Yes, this post is at least tangentially related to that Atlantic article. And yes, my friend beats me to the punch. But no, this is not about my demands against society, or, important as it is, how the entire system must change in order for us to experience a work-life balance that more closely aligns with the realities of human labor, lifespan, and reproduction. Instead, this is about wanting it all.

http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2012/07/why-women-still-can-8217-t-have-it-all/9020/?single_page=true

http://nlmgtd.blogspot.com/2012/06/why-do-we-want-it-all.html

Lately, I’ve come to the realization that a lot my problems would be classified as “1% problems”: that is, issues only those who have already have means and stability would experience (or complain about). Things such as the free food cooked for you at work seems to be going downhill, or the fact that all the massages at work get booked up weeks in advance. Okay, so these are mostly Goog-world problems. But still, there are things like not being able to afford to purchase a house in this area, and the lifelong quest for The One.

My friend a.l.’s blog post, though, made me re-realize that in reality these problems are just manifestations of problems that everyone faces. We as humans all confront the same classes of obstacles, just of varying degree. And so despite the fact that Ms. Slaughter’s article is nominally about “having it all” for those women who are in professions of power and flexibility, I think everyone wants to have it all — for some definition of “it all” — independent of their socioeconomic status.

My Econ 1 professor once stated that the field of economics — the economic problem (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Economic_problem) — deals with the allocation of finite resources among our infinite desires. Much like the quip that states that the term in biology for a system in perfect equilibrium is “dead,” it’s against human nature to be satisfied with our current state, no matter how objectively good it is. We can’t settle for an equilibrium when we know there is more out there.

In almost any measurable respect, our lives in 21st century, middle-class America are much better than those of royalty a few centuries ago. We have incredible access to water, food, clothing, and shelter. We have the ability to travel anywhere on the globe in days, access to tremendous amounts of information, all sorts of medical procedures that can save our lives, technology that can keep us connected, an endless amount of entertainment. In short, everything’s amazing.

Interlude: Louis C. K.’s “Everything’s amazing and nobody’s happy” clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8r1CZTLk-Gk

But we do not measure our lives in absolute terms. We compare ourselves to others, and in this interconnected age, we can compare ourselves to a lot of others. There’s always someone smarter, taller, stronger, richer, more beautiful than us, and that knowledge makes us unhappy. No matter what metric of success you strive towards, chances are about 1 in 7 billion that you’re at the top. And to compound the problem, those at the top are also more visible to the public.

As I see it, there are three possible options: we can stop comparing ourselves to others by self-imposing some sort of solitude; we can attempt to have a mind frame where we lower our expectations and settle; or we can consign ourselves to always wanting more, to get more, and to still want even more. Although the first two don’t appear palatable, I can only hope that there’s some way to break out of the third’s vicious cycle.

It’s easy to suppose that we can just take a Zen-like approach and tell ourselves to be satisfied with what we have. This is a difficult thing to achieve. Without our desire to strive for more, progress would be nonexistent. Yet, I believe that a large part of the unhappiness of modern society is due to our demanding too much out of life.

I sometimes (only mostly) joke about how work never stops, and that in search quality we should just define a point at which we believe the search engine is good enough and just call it quits afterward. Or that adding an extra weekend day provides 50% more weekend at low cost of 20% of production. Neither of these will happen. There is always work to do, always things to improve, always things that will take up our time.

So we continue our lives never fully satisfied. Maybe this is the way things should be. Maybe the aspirational nirvana we think should exist couldn’t possibly exist. We already have so much, but our wants are always more. Just like if we have an injury we feel pain in the injured part and not the healthiness of the rest of the body, we see what we lack more than what we have. Perhaps the only thing to do is to constantly remind ourselves that “everything is amazing” and that “this is water.”