Gua-La-Dee-Da

The second stop on our vacation was Gualala, pronounced WAH LA LA.  Can you do me a favor? Try saying that word using your normal voice.  I couldn't.  Maybe it's just me and my husband, but we couldn't take that word seriously.  We'd end up stretching out the first syllable and over enunciating the "la's" at the end, so it'd come out like this:  "WaaaaaaaahLALA".  Then we tried saying it in different Muppet character voices.

It was hours of fun.

Not really.

Anyway, it turns out that the best part of Gualala is it's name.  There is not much going on there.  It's a very teeny tiny town on the coast.  Mr. C has some friends that lived close by so we visited with them.  That was nice.  Other than that, we just camped and hiked and did a lot of this:

Sitting around on the beach.  It was relaxing.  (And a bit boring, to be honest.)  The kids busied themselves by building a little shack out of driftwood on the beach.  

This impressed me.  I'm totally going to take them with me in case of a Zombie Apocalypse, since they apparently possess mad survival skills.  Who knew? 

But that's it.  Besides it's name, that is all I can write about GWAH LAAAA LAAAA!!!. (That was my Animal impersonation.  You know- from the Muppets? Oh, never mind.) 

Wait.  There is one more thing.    

Mr. C took this panoramic pic and then challenged me by saying that I wasn't "savvy" enough to figure out how to post it onto the blog. 

Well, well, well.  Look who's savvy now Mr. C, you big banana slug.  

(That's right.  I called him a banana slug.  I'll explain why on my next post about Santa Cruz.  Until then, have a good night.) 

P.S- For those of you less savvy than me, you should be able to interact with the photo above by dragging your mouse across it left and right to get a full 360 view.  Neat-o!