Breakfast in Irvine
	Regular clients, it seems.
	Lavish houses in Laguna Beach.
	I tried to take out the ones that were too kitschy, but I may have missed a couple - there were a lot!
	A surprisingly high number of pneumonia enthusiasts, playing in the cold ocean.
	I know, I know. You wish it was you who took this picture, don't ya! ;-)
	Tony's heading to the car..

	OK, remember this terrible picture when, in a couple of months, you see this other, tanned, in-shape, sexy Vassil...  ;-)

	The main street in Laguna Beach.

	I'd kill for this house, in that spot. Wonderful balcony (I imagine).

	The poo-colored one is not too bad either.
	Imagine waking up to this every day...
	Tony is drooling also.
	These were kind of iffy, but I decided not to censor them.
	This one was very funny, although you can't see why on this photo: the entire parking platform (see next photo) was hanging in the air, above the void.
	The owners were apparently untroubled by the forces of gravity.
	Those must still be a couple of millions each.

	Palma de Mallorca?
	LA at night.
	Tony spent a small fortune on our breakfast at the Urth Cafe in LA.
	Didn't have time to go there... Next time, maybe.
	ATARI dork and a chair