On Top of the World

While in California we wandered from the beaten path (Pacific Coast Hwy.) and took some side streets down toward the cliffs of Newport Beach. This is an area of exceptional wealth and amazing beauty (two things that often accompany eachother in So. Cal.) The day was, in a word, Perfection... Mild temps, Brilliant sunshine and an ocean breeze that carried with it the fragrance of the flowers from the well manicured gardens gracing the amazing homes that clung to the hillsides.

I took several pics of the incredible homes... All the while concerned that at any moment a homeowner might rush out and berate me for infringing on their privacy... Thankfully, I managed not to get caught. Either the residents didn't care or they're used to tourists gawking at their homes.

There was one home in particular I decided not to capture on film... Simply because it screamed narcissism. The garage door of the home was made of a highly reflective stainless steel... I could only guess that the owner drove either a Porsche or a Mazarati and the highlight of his day was driving up to his garage so he could admire himself as he parked his gem... I feared that if he caught sight of me taking a picture it might add to his already overly inflated ego. It's probably wrong of me to assume that it was a male who purchased said door... But c'mon!

Anyway, About the picture above... It may be slightly difficult to discern from this perspective but the guy on that roof is working perhaps 8 or 10 stories above where the ocean meets the sand. He is tethered but can you say VERTIGO? However, if you're the type that doesn't mind working from high places suspended by only a thin line then this has GOT to be the job! I always thought of roofing as hot, miserable, dirty work... But this guy had ocean breezes keeping him cool and a view that would make God himself sit back and say, "Yup, I done good!"