The cafe at Chardonnay Gulf isn't quite what you’d hoped for, just an OK steak with field greens, and the waitress isn’t a California girl but a heavy guy who generally services the machinery, but the wine stays good all the way down the bottle. You’re burning the days, you’re a millionaire of time, and the sun will never sink on the county of San Luis Obispo….
You may as well head back to the car so you can hit San Francisco in time to find a good hotel. The girl sings ‘Do you know the way to San Jose?’ and you make the car hooter stand in for the Bacharach flugelhorn.
from A Possible Life by Sebastian Faulks