Brett had a full day of filming down at his studio. With very little time to spare, he made it home and we were off for the airport parking. After parking the car and shuttling over we reached the main MSP terminal. And... the thing I was looking forward to? FIRST CLASS! Yes, that is right. For the first time in my life I got to be in first class. This little perk also included having sky priority boarding and TSA checkpoint. I've never gotten through the airport so quickly in my life. Brett and my seats were not next to each other in first class. After a bit of finagling, we were both able to sit next to each other. 3A and 3B.
A drink before take off? Why, yes please! Oh I get a pillow and blanket. Okay. A hot towel followed by a full meal with real silverware and glass ( including mini salt and pepper shakers)... you betchya! More free awesome snacks and drinks... Yup and Yup. TV screen just for me... even better.
Overall, it was a great first-class experience. After supper, we experienced some turbulence and when I looked outside I saw an amazing show of lightening. I tried to take a picture/video but it just wouldn't capture it. We were not over the lightening but rather we were flying parallel. Really, nature is awesome. There is something so beautiful and so frightening about the force of nature. I could see the storm for miles and miles and it seemed relentless. Countless lightening bolts joined together and struck the same piece of ground numerous times. I think it is something I could never tire of watching.
We landed and were off to the baggage claim. Mark was flying in from Philadelphia and would land about 40 minutes after us. We collected our bags and waited down by the carousel. It was about 1am our time and we were completely exhausted. Mark finally joined us and we made our way to his car parked in the ramp. It was a short jaunt over to the hotel room that Mark had booked for us all. It was a late night before Brett and I finally fell asleep. Rising decently early, we showered and met Mark in the lobby at 8:30am to embark on the 3.5 hour drive north to San Luis Obispo.
I think it was around 4:30pm when we decided to wrap up the whole supplement gig. It was a slow process and we we maybe only half way done. Mark was back from his engagement and we had decided that we were going to check into our hotel. Mark allowed us to take his Cadillac SUV. We drove about 10 miles west until we hit the coastal town of Pismo. Out hotel, which Mark was also generous enough to book for us, was the Sandcastle hotel and it was located right on the beach!
We were blessed enough to get an ocean-side room on the third floor! That way we could enjoy the beauty of the ocean with out worrying about wanderers meandering past our window during the night/day. We decided to drop off our bags, change into some shorts, and explore the beach. Even though the sun was out and the temperature was in the high sixties, the wind blowing over the pacific ocean dropped the temperature at least 15 degrees. I was actually pretty cold and my choice to wear a tangtop and shorts was not the best idea... plus, once I tested out the water with my feet, I was not able to get warm for the remaining of the walk.
We walked all the way to the end of the beach where we met up with 50ft white sandrock cliffs. We were about a mile from the hotel and we stayed and explored the area of the beach before making our way back. We both changed into some warmer clothes and walked down the pier where we were going to meet up with Mark for dinner. He had fallen asleep and ended up meeting us a half hour after our agreed upon time.
It was noon when Mark and Brett had finished. We both wanted to take Mark out for lunch to thank him for his generous hospitality. Mark thought it best to redeem Brett's impression of Tri-Tip and suggested a local BBQ place.
The line was out the door by at least twenty people and in the door by another twenty. Thankfully, Mark knew that if we went all the way inside and bypassed the wait line, we could seat ourselves and get served right away. We all ordered their Tri-Tip BBQ sandwich with a basket of fries and onion rings to share. Our food arrived in about 5 minutes which was so incredible quick.
The sandwich was amazing. The beef was perfectly tender with the right amount of BBQ sauce. The bun was toasted in butter and garlic. Both the guys demolished their sandwiches. The only thing that prevented me from doing the same, was the fact that the meat, overall, was pretty fatty. Since I am pretty picky about my meats, it proved challenging to get past the fact that it did have so much fat. Regardless it was delicious. In fact, Brett said it was the best BBQ sandwich he has ever had!
From there, we walked the streets of San Luis Obispo. It is the perfect mix of old and new. The city was so quaint with its brick-laid streets and old architecture store-fronts mixed with modern interiors. On our way back to the car, we stopped at this hole-in-the-wall cookie shop where we all got ice cream cookie sandwiches... YUM! We were not doing so well on our keto diet (oh well).
We all drove back to Marks place where I sat outside and continued to read my book. The guys were going over Marks nutrition plan for the next couple months. When they were finished, Mark had to attend a holiday dinner at his daughters house and so Brett and I returned to our hotel where we packaged up the rest of Marks vitamins and supplements. Mark was going to stop by our hotel to pick up the packets but we were not sure when that would be.
Right after Morrow Bay, there is a small town called Cayucos. When we were eating at Marks country club, the manager was talking about some awesome smoked fish tacos that he had in a small town up HWY 1. I had a hard time remembering then name of the town, but I thought it had to Cayucos. By this time, Brett was very hangry and we had to stop otherwise something bad was going to happen... After some negotiation, we passed the first little restaurant we spotted and continued on towards the center of town (which so happen to be along the coast). It was here that we saw a sign for 'Smoked Fish'. It was a small, run-down, hole-in-the-wall place right off the deserted pier called the Smoke House. They opened at 11am (it was 10:50am) and so we walked down the road to a local gas station to buy some water. By the time we got back (about 10 minutes later) there was a line of about 8 people lined out the door. We waited patiently. when it was our turn, we ordered two smoked ahi tuna tacos and two smoked salmon tacos. The clerk, while he was ringing up our order, suggested that we also visit the famous cookie shop across the street to get some dessert. While our order was being prepared, we took his advice and walked over to Brown Butter Cookie Company.