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