"If Carmel's founders should return, they could not afford to live there, but it wouldn't go that far. They would be instantly picked up as suspicious characters and deported over the city line."

~ Travels with Charley, John Steinbeck

John and I spent a day in Carmel during our Holiday trip, and while the town has one of the most beautiful beaches and the cutest architecture, I can't say I enjoyed the vibe there.  The best thing about Carmel that day was Anne, a lady with whom I instantly bonded because she was protesting in front of a boutique selling fur on Ocean Avenue.  The thing about Carmel is that despite its wealth, it still doesn't seem to have gotten the memo about diversity and technology... or maybe it's just me, rebelling against the median home price there ($3m) and the snobbish, largely conservative elderly population.

Fun facts: 

Clint Eastwood was the mayor of Carmel in the late 80's. 
The houses have no numbers, only names.
There are no chain restaurants.
Ice-cream was prohibited until Clint Eastwood fixed this.

I still feel much more at home at Carmel Valley village, where hippies like me are not looked down on.   


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