We like it best in winter when things quiet down a bit. This is the Venetian Hotel in morning fog, a far cry from it’s sister hotel in Las Vegas.
The lagoon in front of the hotel is a seasonal thing. When the rains begin and Soquel Creek starts to run fast out of the mountains, it cuts a deep channel to the ocean.
In the big storms, the waves wash right through the Venetian carrying off the garbage cans, planters and anything else that’s not tied down. I was here the day the waves crashed over the wharf. Yeah, I got wet.