No, not me.
Friends and a relative made the journeys.
The BRD went with some friends to Palm Springs and on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights to the Coachella concert venue (dubbed Oldchella by someone with a sense of humor.)
What transpired was a superstar experience.
Friday night: Bob Dylan and the Rolling Stones.
Saturday night: Paul McCartney and Neil Young.
Sunday night: Roger Waters and The Who.
That's Peter Townsend on the big screen.
Though I expect the tickets are long since sold out.
The BRD arrived home last evening and this morning came down with a cold.
As she said, that's what I get for hanging around with 75,000 people!
So on to the second coastal trip, and this one really did reach the Left Coast, as it's sometimes called.
Our good friend, Diane, and her daughter went to Laguna Beach, a favorite haunt for many decades.
That's the beach and that's the ocean and that's the selfie to prove they were there.
And that's one of many sunsets they photographed on a day that was clear enough to catch a somewhat rare glimpse of Catalina Island in the distance.
Nice pictures. Nice people.
