Ned the Silver Bullet Goes South
Ned the Silver Bullet is seven years old. He likes to travel and go really really fast. I think he is faster than Usain Bolt. He’s a Honda Civic.
The border guard gave Ned a glance and smiled as he welcomed us home; and our hearts smiled as we saw the USA. We were thinking about our upcoming year with family and friends, especially the ones we were about to see.
We drove through Washington and stopped in Corvallis to see our Dear Friend and Deer Friends. The Deer of Corvallis are not skittish. They came up to our breakfast table and stared us in the face. Many Corvallisites do not fear predators. Many of them do not eat meat–let alone hunt–so the Deer roam free in confidence. And if the loaves of bread had legs they would roam free in confidence too, because eating gluten is not cool there.
Enough about deer. The purpose of the stop was to spend time with a friend of Jordan’s from college. It was so nice to see her again and it would have been great to stay in C-Town longer, but the South was singing our names so off we went.
Our next stop was Sacramento to see three of my cousins. They are three people I wish I saw more. We had a blast with them and we hope they come visit us. I’d talk about the hipsterrific place they took us for breakfast, but that would be a whole ‘nother story. Southward!
Hello San Diego. Hello seals and sun and beach.
There are so many wonderful people to see in SD and we wish we had time to see them all. We did get to see a favorite uncle and a best friend from college, and got to stay with his parents and sister, whom I call my Southern California Family. It was tempting to just stay in San Diego for a Decade, but we knew we were being called out East.