On the way home from Thanksgiving in Los Angeles, the monkey and Mrs. Kongo were breezing along Friday morning, well ahead of schedule, and decided to make a stop for lunch and a little exploring in San Juan Capistrano. While there they visited the mission.
There’s something about piers. If there is one on a beach it becomes a destination. Those who like to walk on beaches (remember those old profiles in lonely hearts columns…”I like long walks on the beach…”) seem to always gravitate toward pilings that stretch out over the water. Kongo likes piers too.
So, you have to give it to Mrs. Kongo. She has a creative mind and during the holiday season she kinda goes a little bit crazy. Like when she saw the original vegetable turkey platter on a Pinterest post, printed it out, planted in on the kitchen counter a few days ago and boldly announced: “I’m going to make this!”
Kongo barely looked up from watching yet another legal analysis of grand jury proceedings gone awry in Missouri and said, “that’s nice.”
Kongo flew to Florida from Boston yesterday and found himself with a holiday on his hands so he headed up the road a few hours north to visit Savannah, Georgia. It seemed as if the whole city turned out to greet the monkey and they even threw a parade for him complete with these dancing, foot stomping, troop of girls from a local high school. Turns out that it was actually a Veterans Day parade and since, after all, Kongo is a veteran he felt pretty good about showing up for the big event!
These rickety steps descend down into a cenote in the Yucatan Peninsula region of Mexico. See more “descent” […]