Anyway, Marci and
We hot tubbed for a few minutes, then got on with breakfast and getting ready for the road. A few hours later, we were packed, later than we would’ve liked, and on our way.
We headed southeast and crossed into
The trip through the mountain range was pretty uneventful aside from Haley and Riley being complete turds the whole way. They didn’t get to sleep until about 10 or so and were both up and at ‘em quite early, so, naturally, they were sniping and crabby for much of the morning.
We got to I-5 and started heading south. It was a pretty mountainous drive. Pretty soon, it got really smoky too, as I guess they are having a lot of lightning caused wildfires. The smoke was quite intense, mainly in the hills. The kids were still ornery and no fun, but Marci and I just tried to go with the flow.
Pretty soon, as is customary with Riley, he had to go poop. Right now. Trouble was, the next rest stop was about 15 miles away. So we headed to the next exit, and, ever the boy scout (Be Prepared), Marci had a portable toilet. Riley sat on his little portapotty and did his thing. I should’ve taken a picture.
We made fairly good time the rest of the way. I traded driving duties with Marci later in the day. She drove through
Today’s lodging isn’t as nice as yesterday’s, but it is entirely functional. We went from a beautiful, lodge-style chalet to a more traditional, apartment-style abode. It’s nice. There are a lot of wild squirrels and lizards out the back deck. We went for a swim at the pool, though it seemed like a neighborhood free-for-all with everyone and anyone simply letting themselves in. We got to have a home-cooked meal, courtesy of Marci. Tacos!
And now it’s the
Well, as with every night, they will fall asleep. Marci and I will get an hour or 2 to unwind, then we get to do it all again tomorrow morning, hopefully a little later than 6:15.
Tomorrow: onto our friend’s house in La Crescenta, about 300 miles from here. Wish us luck. Here is a squirrel.