This is another article in the series about my travels with my son, Nathan, and visiting prospective colleges. He applied to thirteen schools, only three of which he had actually visited (and those were three of the the five where he was rejected or wait-listed). He was accepted at eight of those schools and I insisted that he could not actually attend a school that he had not physically visited.
Thus, we had a scant few weeks to visit six schools (he eliminated two of the schools he applied to right away). We visited University of Texas-Austin a few weeks prior two weeks ago, I posted about the first couple of days in California with a visit to UCLA, and last week was our ever so brief visit to the University of California at Santa Barbara.
The drive from Buellton to San Luis Obispo is a short one, it is only about 60 miles, but we left early so as to get to SLO in time for a bike ride (yes, I promised my son that I would keep wine related activity to the bare minimum but I had my bike with me and, well, I just had to ride it). We were planning on meeting my niece, a junior at Cal Poly, for a tour of campus followed by dinner in Morro Bay, a scant 15 miles west of SLO.
The ride was OK. There was something seriously wrong with my bike, but I paid the $300 to bring it with me and I was going to ride the darned thing and hope for the best. I had ridden the last time I was in SLO and the riding there is simply phenomenal. Seriously. I have ridden my bike all over Europe and the United States and few surpass San Luis Obispo County.
The following day, we headed up Route 1, aka the Pacific Coast Highway. Yeah. Yowza. More on that next week…