Friday Fun at the Convention – With a Capitol C
Saturday, July 17th, 2010
I was up early the morning of Friday, June 18, 2010 – with enough time to play around on the computer and make it to breakfast in the hotel lobby in the Cyprus Grille Restaurant with Bob, David, and the Wileys for a delightful breakfast buffet. The waitress was a little dimwitted and while Bob was away in the restroom, she asked us if he had enjoyed his meal. I told her that she’d have to ask him when he was done throwing up. Then David, the Jimmys, and I took a walk to the California State Capitol. It was about 10am when we arrived
I skipped the continental breakfast at our comfortable Super 8 motel in Monterey on the morning of Monday, June 14, 2010 – opting instead to chat online with Erin for a bit while Bob gathered his morsels. We didn’t have to get up too terribly early that day as the cemetery in town that we were going to visit didn’t open until 8:30am. It was the Cementerio El Encinal (or Cemetery of Many Oaks). We weren’t visiting any graves here. We were dropping off. Not a body, but a marker. Bob had spearheaded some fund raising to put a stone on the unmarked grave of Viola Richard. 
So the convention was underway. It was Thursday, June 17, 2010, and I was quickly being absorbed into the old spirit of the Sons of the Desert conventions. We had to get up relatively early on this particular morning. Bob chose to go down to breakfast, while I preferred to take my time getting ready and tinkering around on the internet. We all assembled in front of the hotel and caught a bus over to Sutter’s Fort State Historic Park, which was our first activity of the day. 
Bob and I were rising and we were most definitely shining very early on the morning of Sunday, June 13, 2010. We got ready and got our stuff packed up from the Motel 6 in San Simeon, California, in time to get down to the lobby, eat some breakfast in the adjoining Sunset Grill restaurant (where I enjoyed a delicious and very filling seafood benedict), and head out to our first and foremost major destination of the day. It was a little country cabin in the hills known as Hearst Castle.