A long time ago, when I was a young girl, there was a huge influx of young people into Petersburg. They came in a brightly painted truck or bus. They stayed at Sandy Beach. I remember my grandpa calling them 'Damn Oakies.' I didn't understand the connotation until I read Grapes of Wrath. My grandpa had lived in the Bay Area during the great Depression. His family had immigrated to California from Sweden after his father had made a sizable fortune in Alaska's Gold Rush. My grandpa's father died the day the stock market crashed. His family was left with nothing but 2 houses and everyone had to go to work so they didn't starve. Anders, my grandpa's oldest brother died of TB, caught working in a meat packing plant. People from the Oklahoma were fleeing to California to escape the Dust Bowl and taking jobs for lower wages, which caused anger and frustration on the part of hungry California families.
The buildings are fun to look at. It is a quiet little town. Most of the shopping activity is just South of town in the huge mall. There you find all of the large stores, Ross, Joann, McDonalds, Costco, you know the rest....
Monterey was a major port and during the time the Mexican government owned this area, and they collected taxes on all goods entering the area. This customs house was built in 1821 by the Mexican Government. It is the oldest government building in California.
The Wharf, in Monterey
The view from our restaurant window. The little sea lion climbing up on the railing had been on the railing sleeping and she'd just fallen off. She was on her way back up to her sleeping perch.
The bull surveyed his harem.
After a delicious lunch of Alaskan seafood at the Wharf, we strolled over to Cannery Row.
It looked like the building was built around this giant eucalyptus tree. If trees could talk.
If you like to shop, Cannery Row is the place for you. You can find good restaurants and quaint little shops here. If history is your thing, you will probably be disappointed. It's all pretty commercialized now. The closest you get to the flavor of the fish and canneries of the old days is by the signs on the poles and the can label in the cement by the aquarium. But the weather was great.