We didn't take a single pic on driving day or flying day, so all we have to entertain are a few pics of our smiling faces.
Driving day featured nothin but interstate cruisin. Oh, expect for that one heart-palpatating moment when a jerk tried to squeeze between the 18-wheeler in front of him and the car in front of us, causing Darrell to swerve and honk and me to almost eat the front end of an SUV for lunch. Minor glitch. The rest of the day consisted of Darrell doing most of the driving, me trying really hard to keep my eyes open for my two-hour stint, a delish Oreo milkshake from the Jack in the Box, giant under-cooked, fruit topped waffles for supper, and a restless night in a runway-side motel.
Smiling faces again...
Flying day was equally uneventful and predictable. But I suppose, when traveling from one coast to the other, that's not such a bad thing. We arrived in one piece, without killing each other or anyone else, without sinus pain, tears or vomit; really, without any negative experiences to speak of. Unless you count having to restrain myself from an embarassing public bawlfest - I was crazy enough to think My Sister's Keeper wouldn't make me cry - and someone getting piss on the (airplane) bathroom floor before I really needed to go.
And again...
We spent the weekend in a zombie-like state and if it wasn't for our Zoe meowing, chirping and making all kinds of racket, I might not have gotten up at all. Although "up" might be overstating it a bit - I only migrated to the couch, where I cuddle bugged with Bunny all afternoon.
Having digested the adventure a little bit, we've concluded our favourite thing was...all of it!! We loved it all, we loved each other, we loved the break from work, we loved being on a do-it-yourself adventure - weeee! My biggest complaint is that I didn't see a celeb, damn it!, and Darrell's is that San Fran streets are too steep, damn it again!
Not too shabby, so we'll sign off once and for all, with - you guessed it! - a smile!
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