Thursday, June 26, 2008

Dana Point

I went on a wild goose chase today. You could say it was an experimental treasure hunt. I won't give away the secret of what I was "chasing", but I will share with you my journey through the roads of Southern Orange County.

It was approximately eleven a.m., Pacific standard time. I knew I was a travelogue away from meeting my missions objective in Dana Point. Lets just say, I was closer to 90210 than I wanted to be. I went from the lifestyle of the rich and famous, to the coastal lap of luxury on the freeway that connects Californians to access any environment of their choosing. For those of you who lack an understanding of my choice of words, I am referring to the 5 fwy and the idea that California has an exceptional choice in recreation and activity. What more could you want than to be able to go surfing, then snowboarding in the same day? Thank God for California Real Estate!

As a young lad, my family would visit the quaint towns surrounding this beach goers paradise. I recall visiting the model homes in the area, during the years that real estate was not so outrageous and my dreams had no limits. True to say now; that in the blink of an eye, the soft rolling hills before this romantic coastal scenery has become a suburbia of the modern working man, that is up to his pituitary in debt. Never the less; Dana Point, Mission Viejo, San Juan Capistrano, Laguna, and even Coto de Caza are still some of my most sought after achievements in securing investment and personal real estate throughout the state of California. Prime properties have magnetized elite individuals to areas such as Coto de Caza particularly. And Kobe, if you ever come across this stream of thought, I have stopped wearing green for the time being in hopes that the Celtics would not lead their parade all the way to the West Coast. I haven't seen you in a while, but driving by Coto had me wondering about that pirate ship again. I figure, I may as well gather a group of pirates to amass the old Brig Pilgrim over at the Ocean Institute. I might as well procure some form of property in the area.

All jokes aside; The community has grown in leaps and bounds, and it has produced an even greater challenge when hunting for treasure in the wealth of the fair maidens' den... Welcome to the world of the "OC Housewives".

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