19/7: The name Moss Landing written on the map made me think of King’s Landing in Game of Thrones. We stopped to eat lunch there, and I’m sorry to say, but Moss Landing didn’t seem at all as magical as the King’s Landing of the TV show and books. But the name is pretty, all the same.
Moss Landing is an old fishing town. We ate as Phil’s Fish Market. I had some seriously delicious grilled calamari with sautéed vegetables. Is there any greater happiness in life than good food?
Driving out of Moss Landing, we passed field upon field of artichokes. I would have loved to stop and take a photo of it, for Natalia. It became our thing in Bolivia, Natalia’s and mine, to eat artichokes, drink port and watch Bones and Scrubs. But the highway was heavily trafficked, and I was scared that I never would be able to get back on the road again if I stopped. So no pictures of growing artichokes.
Katja Malmborg 