It Really Does Rain in Dana Point


Last week I left you at the Harbor House Café in Dana Point where the girls and I decided to stop for a late night snack.

We arrived around 11:00 and had a great meal with decaf and iced tea all around. The meal was pretty good and by the time we left, the place was packed. Apparently, it has a great reputation as the late night haunt in Dana Point, and not being the party animals that we used to be, got a laugh out of the folks that were standing outside enjoying each other’s company.


The next morning we headed to the Brig Restaurant across from the Dana Point hotel for breakfast. The food was pretty good, but we skipped on the biscuits and gravy after having a taste of the gravy. Jim will tell you that I always ask for a sample as most restaurants and diners do not know how to make decent gravy, and this place was no exception. We all had a taste and unanimously decided that the addition of cornstarch as a thickener was not a good thing.


After breakfast, we decided to jump in the car, leave Dana Point, and head south on PCH. We had planned on going straight to the monthly street fair, but took a detour when one of the girls spotted a great little consignment store next to a huge thrift store. We spent over an hour scouring through one of a kind antiques and unique clothing items before loading up the trunk and heading to the fair.


Although the fair ends at 3:00, we were still lucky enough to catch a few stallholders even though it was 2:45. After purchasing jewelry and matching ankle bracelets as a memento of our girl’s weekend, we made one more stop at a really cool shop that makes furniture out of repurposed wood. All of us made mental notes before we headed back to the car.


A quick Yelp search for seafood in Dana Point, and San Clemente led us to Fisherman’s on the Pier in San Clemente. It was a Sunday, so of course, the place was packed, but we were able to find a great table with a view so we could watch the sunset. Needless to say, we were forced to park up the street before walking down to the pier.


After the sun began to set it started to rain, and when I say rain, I mean pour. I was enjoying the rain, but then remembered that we had left the top open on the Camaro. One of the other girls and I ran up to close the top and move the car, but not before we both got soaked as did the inside of the car.

We laughed all the way back to the hotel in Dana Point with me leaving the top open all night so that it could dry out.

Our girl’s weekend went off without a hitch and left all of us looking forward to our next planned event in Las Vegas next March.