The Balboa Peninsula

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The Balboa Peninsula

...Continued from previous post:
       After my 50th high school reunion Tom and I returned to our hotel, but not without first stopping by Andy's (see post from 12/05/2018), to snag ourselves a couple of the restaurant's yummy-looking desserts.

​​    I chose a wedge - and ginormous it was - of caramel-topped cheese cake, while Tom had an equally behemoth slice of apple pie, both of which desserts  would have been wonderful enough in their own right. However when the server approached our table with a can of whipped cream and began spraying,

​​...the results were truly sublime.

​      The following afternoon, Monday, November 19, we boarded a plane from Philadelphia to Los Angeles for a visit over Thanksgiving.
           ​  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 the Thanksgiving dinner to which we'd been invited.

    Thanksgiving morning promised a beautiful, balmy, palmy, day. in other words, a typical Los Angeles day,

...and so we decided to 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.

      Indeed I took quite a few pictures 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, all the better for people-watching.

      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.