We spent the first night of our trip in Santa Barbara. Guy found a nice hotel near the wharf.
What's missing on the wharf?
Do you see something missing?
There's no railing! Yikes!
Santa Barbara has many of the same landscape plants as San Francisco.
But I've never seen a 15 foot Strelitzia outside of Hawaii.
And we don't use Solandra much in the landscape.
I saw quite a bit of it just near our hotel; it was a little thrill for me--those flowers are a good six inches from base to apex. This plant grows vigorously in San Francisco; one is currently smothering a 60-foot-tall redwood tree in Golden Gate Park. Maybe that's why it's not used. But the gardeners here have brought it to heel and I feel inspired to try it someplace in my garden.
Someone however is having a harder time getting Bougainvillea to climb a palm. Surely this must be California gardening's most common error--bougainvillea does not climb without adequate support.
Better results from the trumpet vine.
Gardeners here quickly become expert with this plant; it's everywhere.
We were just talking about San Francisco's farmer's market--how nice to stumble upon one here in Santa Barbara. Every Tuesday on State Street we're told.
I bought blackberry spun honey for $6 (Not being a foodie, I have no idea what that is.)
And some apricots.
More jacarandas here.
And live music.
This rat on a cat on a dog freakshow kind of grossed me out. They were on the news last night too. Apparently this attraction is gaining some notoriety. I feel certain people would not stand for this in San Francisco--police would issue a citation and Animal Care and Control would seize these animals. Whatever.
We got drinks at O'Malleys and enjoyed the excellent people watching.
I didn't quite have the nerve/balls to take pictures of everyone who walked by.
You'll have to trust me that the parade was excellent.
We had dinner here and this was seriously the best Thai food I've ever had. Guy said it was as good as the best places in Seattle where there is a lot of Thai food to be had.
I liked this wall hanging made of retired sunglasses.
View from the hotel balcony.
It seems America's first (and last?) Sambo's Restaurant opened in Santa Barbara. Who knew.