Driving all night in my friend Ryan’s old, convertible Fiat.
Los Altos > Palo Alto > Mountain View > over the mountain to Half Moon Bay. Too dark & cold to enjoy beach, continue driving. South, down the coast. Passed through an odd-smelling fog. Arrived at a Denny’s in Santa Cruz to find it filled with a mixture of {left side} club kids and {right side} leftovers from a Renaissance faire. Waited for an hour for food, things did not change in that time.