Jack, Linda, and I are off at last! Early departure, then IHOP breakfast this morning in west Phoenix. We hit the freeway parking lots around LA by early afternoon, then plowed our way up I-5 towards Sacramento. On the way we played “Name That Tune” with the satellite radio, and I learned that guessing “Slayer” or “Scotty McCreery” was a rewarding strategy. And let’s not forget about that oldies band called the “Flaming Os.” A long day in the car, around 12 hours and 680 miles.
Tonight we’re at a Best Western in Patterson, California. The three of us had dinner at the bar. The food here is surprisingly good, mine an apricot-chipotle marinated chicken. And we all became fans of extreme cage wrestling, well, for a few minutes anyway.
Linda is as excited as we are to be finally hitting the road – I’m really glad she is sharing the travel with us, and contributing so much to the trip.