These jellies are from the Aquarium in Monterey on the Central Coast of California just south of Santa Cruz. Last summer when I got back to the states, my then-boyfriend and I decided on a whim to drive down to California because, well, why not? While we were planning it, we randomly ran into some friends in Seattle who were renting a huge house in Monterey for the weekend so we cruised down I-5 to rendez-vous with them, stopping at the Gorge, Eugene, and Lake Shasta along the way. Monterey is beautiful; it’s foggy and chilly but in a lazy, beachy way. We had leisurely, wine-fueled lunches and drives down to Pebble beach (a must see). The aquarium, although smashed down in the touristy waterfront district, was also a destination I’d recommend for anyone who visits Monterey and gives two damns about sea-life, the environment, and doesn’t mind being drowned in children. With brilliant viewing tanks, an outdoor view of the bay, baby octopi, and, duh, these magical, mystical jelly fish, I was in photographic paradise.