Beale & BBQ in Memphis was our last stop on our way home. Thanks to all of you who offered your floors, couches, dinner tables, etc. We couldn't have done it without you. After about 6,000 miles and a few dozen s'mores, I'd say all in all the summer was a huge success. Peace out for awhile.
-Dani & Nate
The 22 hour car ride from LA to San Antonio isn't as exciting as it sounds, but we made it...barely. Anyways, we stayed with my awesome grandparents who took us touring through caves and riverwalking. We also visited with my amazing 101 year old grandmother, remembered the Alamo, sang some Irish jigs, and ate some TexMex. Everything really is bigger and better in Texas. Now...homeward bound.
We had so much fun with so many people in LA. So did your mom...
Thanks to all our peeps! @Monty-blvd, Mo-money, Ty-SON, Janaye's-mom.
Next is Tex.
On the way to Cape May...I mean Long Beach, we found a fire museum! And some all-stars and short busses. Our great family friends, Gil & Chan invited us into their beautiful Signal Hill home/museum. They showed us around town and we spent a day at Huntington Beach. On our way out we stopped in Laguna Beach to see LC. Now on our way to Hollywood...
Hello LA. When we got to LA we met up with my brother from another mother, Dan & his buddy Jarred. We spent the day in Venice Beach listening to street performers, watching local artists craft their crafts, eating boardwalk food and laying in the sun. This was def one of the harder places to walk away from, but we have a lot more LA to see and so the journey continues.
*Shout out to Dan: the fam is so proud of you & we love you!!!
We wanted to camp on the beach. We did. With thousands of RVs, dune buggies, 4 wheelers, and SoCal beach folk.
Hippies. Crabs. Too cute for Alcatraz. Pier 39. Pier 29 1/2. Trollys. Nude park goers. Street performers. Bridges. Clam chowder. Sea lions. Fishing boats. Sourdough bread. Shrimp. Napa wine. Donuts. Windy roads. Chocolate. Wind. Ice cream. Cliffs. Beaches. Rainbows. Anchor Steam. Fish n chips. One table left. Records. Bay swimmers. Owen. I <3 San Francisco.
The drive down the coast mostly left us speechless. One because the view was unbelievable and two because it took almost silence to stay focused on the windy road. We made it to San Francisco and ate Rice-a-Roni on the beach under the Golden Gate Bridge then ended the night with a ride on the trolley. Cliche? I think not.
It's a burly world in The Redwood National Forest and it's easy to see why Dorothy et al started talking to trees. Over trees, under trees, through trees, trees, trees, trees. The drive through was great, we learned a lot (like these big guys NEED forest fires to reproduce...that's hot...literally). Anyways, the forest took a toll on us cause we didn't wake up from our afternoon nap until the next morning, oops. The 24 hours of rain may have had something to do with that.
And the show goes on!
