Big Sur.

Jaw dropping: Big Sur. Startled by its untamed beauty. Admired that it was so untouched. Crags, bluffs and precipices - wild water, grass and green the color of spring and blue-blue sky.







Around every zigzag in that one-lane road was a vista that mandated a stop. (At least I felt continually compelled - because Xavier didn't always want to stop...he was taken by the beauty, but also by the car he was driving. He somehow managed to upgrade the rental to a Corvette. Albeit bright yellow. I was slightly embarrassed when we would pull up and the engine sounded like an angry brute. He only got pulled over once).