I don’t know where to start with this one! I’ve been in the chauffeur service game for a while now and you learn to expect the unexpected. Things like having to drive back late at night to return something important a client left in the van or passengers changing their mind giving you a last second switch on a destination. 

This trip was a little different. Everything going into it was the same, an address for pick up, and an address for drop off. This is point A to point B stuff, as Sherlock Holmes would say, “Elementary, my dear Watson!”

Well, the word ‘elementary’ is correct, but for a completely different reason. Because I got paid in $5’s! One hundred and ninety-nine of them to be exact!

They say a picture is worth a thousand words...

This picture was taken along the world famous Pacific Coast Highway 1 heading North to Carmel, CA.  At this point, I am officially spoiled as a chauffeur. Don’t get me wrong, driving to Nevada is nice, which I do often, but the Mojave desert is.. well, deserted.

Going to downtown Los Angeles can be exciting… but just like Sinead O’Connor said after she shaved her dome.. ‘nothing compares to you’… and I think she was talking about the drive to Carmel..maybe.. or her Mach 3 razors..

On this trip, I picked up a photographer, Harv Greenberg, who prides himself on going anywhere in the world for a ‘shot.’ It was a 6 to 8 hour ride so I had a chance to hear Harv talk about his travels.