We were packed and on the road by 9:30 AM. After a quick Starbucks stop, of course.
This was the B&B - Bridge Creek Inn. It seriously reminded me of The Brady Bunch house.
the famous Hwy 1, so we had to take it north! We drove some serious winding, hairpin curving, deviously swerving roadways on this trip!
a message about functional saviors from Tullian Tchividjian. Not everybody's ideal maybe, but it was ours and it was fabulous.
At the end of this trip we do feel we see more than we ever have, but there are still wonderings.
We climbed back in the car and finished the drive to our hotel in Oakland. We did some research and found a highly recommended Mexican place not too far from us, so after we unpacked and I repacked (for the plane - weight limits, you know) we jumped into our little Nissan Sentra and found Santo Coyote. Yelp didn't lead us astray.
They had the vegan fare I wanted and the greasy gutbombs and Coke in a bottle for J! I had Tostadas with extra guacamole and chips! To die for! Their salsa is one of my all time favorites - the only thing it lacked was enough heat to make my nose run. :)
In the escaping, and now in the homecoming.