San Diego, CA
"San Diago...I believe it translates loosely as, "a whale's vagina." -- Ron Burgandy, in "ANCHORMAN"

We are officially in CALIFORNIA. We have driven from one coast to the other. BWBWBWAAA!!!

We were in Dallas this past Thursday; followed by two travel days. The first took us to El Paso, TX -- it was a long day, but we all banked some overtime $$, so it was worth it. On Saturday, (travel day #2), Briana and I got ahead of everyone else in the cargo van, and made it to Phoenix in record time... because SOMEbody's husband was waiting there to see her!! (We were very careful, and did not speed, but we were persistant and didn't even stop for lunch!)

The other van took their sweet time, taking sidetrips to see "The Thing!" (a roadside attraction that was later described as "indescribable"), buy cowboy boots, and generally enjoy the fine art of road-tripping.

Our weekend in Phoenix went by so quickly; Sunday was our day off, and it was glorious (55 degrees and sunny); then we had two shows this morning, and before we knew it, it was time to leave. I said a tearful goodbye to Warren, and we took off for San Diego, about a six hour drive.

We took Hwy 8; what an absolutely beautiful drive. First, the Arizona desert landscape, with the giant cactus and tumble weeds, followed by the craggy mountains. At the highest elevations (about 4,000 feet), there was SNOW -- felt like we were in a Twilight Zone episode. The full moon illuminated the mountain snow, so even after the sunset we could see the landscape -- really cool. Patrick remarked that it looked like a different planet...

This is the point where I insert pictures of the landscape... and "The Thing!"... and everyone in their cowboy boots, right? WRONG! TOO TIRED! I know, I keep promising pictures, but today was just too long and exhausting. SOON, though, I promise.

Short entry -- more tomorrow.