Carmel-by-the-Sea

On our way to San Francisco we stopped in Carmel. We went to look for Clint Eastwood there but we only found the building he's owned and many botox-faced old people driving ferrari. We also succeeded in finding very well hidden the only playground in town where a local mum explained that there aren't many kids around so no need for more playgrounds. A happy (?) rich place for retirement...

 Or maybe we actually met him?