The Balboa Peninsula

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The Balboa Peninsula

...Continued from yesterday:
     The day before Thanksgiving Tom made one of his famous apple pies (see post from 1/31/2014, "It Takes a Village to Make a Piemaster") for Thanksgiving dinner, which would be at our son-in-law's parents' house.

    He had some help.

    Thanksgiving morning promised a beautiful, balmy, palmy, day

...in other words, a typical Los Angeles day,

...and so my daughter and son-in-law proposed that we drive an hour down the coast from Manhattan Beach to the Balboa Peninsula, a scenic section of Newport Beach.
     Scenic the Balboa Peninsula was, even the parking lot by the beach, which was  lined with palm trees,

...and birds of paradise, a which I also love.

   "Are you taking a picture, Grammie?" asked one of my grand daughters (see yesterday's post). Indeed I took quite a few along the way.

     We walked over to the pier,

...which offered a lovely panorama of the Peninsula,

​...and the sea.

    Then we walked back down the pier,

...towards the cute village of Balboa,

​...where we stopped at a little place for some lunch.

​...which we decided to eat outside, since we had Pinky Poo with us,

...all the better for people-watching,

​...and running around.

      After lunch we walked towards the dock,

​...from where we took the ferry across the bay,

​...to Balboa Island.

     We walked around the Island for a while, looking at the pretty streets and houses,

     Then we headed back across the bay,

...and soon were on our way home.

     Some of us were tuckered out from our long walk,

     But a refreshing nap does wonders, and by evening everyone was in good form for the  lovely Thanksgiving dinner at which we were guests.

     The food was wonderful,

​...and a fine time was had.