Monterey Gin Games

Coming to Monterey with the intention of leaving: not a good idea. Not in hindsight. But it was supposed to be just a few days where I could get away somewhere by the sea. At a time of year when there aren’t so many other tourists, because the weather is a little grey, is the perfect setting for chasing after ghosts and clearing away the cobwebs from the eyes. Over the course of year, they can tend to collect, so at least one trip away is for balance, and Monterey, California hotels can open up the doors.

I thought I had been here before, and distinctly remember passing through the town on a long move up the coast. It was only a night, and I remember it striking me as a little quaint, but a little too calm for my tastes. That was a number of years ago, however, and apparently my tastes have changed over the years, because I expected to be bored. Instead, I was getting enchanted and entranced by the water, and saw a million worlds in there.

So in a desperate attempt to recover my sense of innate dissatisfaction with all things, I went to a local coffee house , where I would no doubt meet some of the locals. I have a long history of being irritated by strangers making conversations in coffee houses. However, it’s starting to come to my attention that my irritation is probably related to me and not to them. It’s a devastating realization to get older and see that you are the root of all your troubles.

There was an older couple there, the kind that I would usually dismiss as being so settled that spending any time with them would give me claustrophobia, but this is what I wanted. I wanted reasons not to stay. While I tried to get in on their conversation, doing that thing where you sit at the next table and pretend that you just couldn’t help but hear…I found that they were getting irritated with me and my interruptions.

They were talking about local theatre . They had been working most of their lives as actors, spending time touring the east coast, and all over Europe. They had adventures, and now they were having new adventures here, and I felt the sounds of the sea coming in, trying to change my mind for the better.

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