Cappy´s Dinner: Newport Beach

I wake up dew covered with people now parking just feet from where I slept. Walking till early in the morning, I slept late and rise with a rush to escape the heat of the day, the heat of my sleeping bag, the heat of my clothing. I change my clothes and pack my gear and head into Cappy’s Diner on PCH to plug in my phone. The waitresses are moved by the project, especially by the prayers. Two waitresses take prayers to pray with and one writes a prayer in the back room. They offer to buy me breakfast. I order a yogurt and coffee. One waitress comes out as I am leaving to bring me what she can offer. Crackers and napkins and a pen.

Oct. 12 2008
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