Part of my road trip down the California coast included a stop to Pebble Beach. As it turned out, Pebble Beach is not actually a beach. It’s a prestigious place to golf. I kept seeing everyone take photographs with this clock so I took one too. I have no idea why. I know nothing about golf and this clock means nothing to me.
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I assume the reason people would want to be photoed by the clock is that it reads PEBBLE BEACH over the clocks face, and that is a famed destination.
By the way, you look gorgeous.
Apparently the clock is shown a lot on TV. Since I don’t watch golf (seriously the most boring thing on TV), I’d never seen the clock nor heard of Pebble Beach.
Thanks for the compliment!