(Please read the following with Obama’s voice in mind)
Greetings to my fellow Americans
I stand before you today to tell you
About all of the chaos we caused today :)
*end Obama voice thoughts*
We started our morning.
But I don’t remember what we did today.
So this is the end of the blog…
Just kidding XD
Even if I didn’t remember what we did today, I would still manage to fill at least 3 pages with nonsense.
Interrupting the regularly scheduled programming to give you the daily announcements:
Song of the day: Calendar by PANIC! At The Disco (to the shock and surprise of absolutely no one)
Lowest gas price: 4.49
Highest gas price: 6.99
Middle child of the day: Freddie the car - because he was being really annoying today with his spooky speakers
Aggressive signs which is slowly turning into a list of signs that anger us
End road work
Zzyzx road
Death Valley
Bun Boy
We got up and moving relatively slowly today, but that's okay because we’re middle children and we have issues.
But we also had to rearrange the entire car because we bought things yesterday and our snacks were spilling into too much space.
We went to Long Beach and experienced the Pacific Coast for the last time on this trip .
(Elena just realized this at 4:35 and was crushed. Goodbye Pacific Coast, you will be missed desperately.)
We took pictures of lines and boats and mocked the rich
There was like a yacht hotel thing at the pier? Sleep in a yacht for the night.
Like a hotel room.
But it's a yacht.
Someone please explain this to me.
How does it work?
Does the yacht just sit in the harbor?
Or does someone like, drive it out somewhere and leave you there?
Please explain it to me.
What's so appealing about a yacht????
WE ALSO SAW A SIGN
FOR BURIALS AT SEA
That was funny.
Comedy.
Jess murdered her ankle on a block of wood that was supposedly a bench
“It still hurts.”
We decided that the bench therefore violated the Geneva Convention.
War crimes???
(MUN humor hehehehe)
We took some lighthouse pictures.
We climbed a bell shaped tower.
We said goodbye to the Pacific Coast and Elena metaphorically cried (not really because she's a middle child and doesn’t cry in front of people).
Today was kind of unintentionally an errand day.
We stopped to switch drivers but there was a Starbucks so we stopped for Starbucks and it was a BLESSED experience, Elena got a venti matcha raspberry lemonade and Jess got chickpeas and a tea (sweet sweet caffeine).
We also decided to actually eat lunch today (at 3 o'clock) in front of a Michael KORS and a Swarovski.
Which was comedy.
We decided to go grocery shopping for food since we are running low on dinner things.
We bought lettuce! HUZZAH!
Lettuce 2.0. New and improved.
It's in a bag!
We also bought some more soup.
Yay for provisions and nutrient deficiencies!
Our joints are mad at us.
We did a lot of walking yesterday and now we haven't moved a whole bunch today.
Pain.
Everything is angry with us.
NO ONE IN CALIFORNIA KNOWS HOW TO DRIVE.
At least, no one we’ve encountered.
Hopefully it improves in Nevada. (It did not.)
Jess has at least 12 dream cars.
Car collector.
A tragedy.
A WILD DONKEY!!
Is it wild if there's a fence?
Well the other side is a mountain.
Who owns the mountains?
No one.
They count as wild.
Freddie (the car) is mad at us for climbing so many mountains and hills in the past three days.
He has been rebelling (in his teenage years of 202,000 miles) by turning the stereo on.
But the stereos are broke.
So the speakers simply
CRACKLE
Really aggressively.
We hit so much traffic that our arrival time to VEGAS was pushed back by like an hour (so from 5:30 to 6:30 - this further proves my point that no one we’ve encountered on the road in this state can drive)
We are surrounded by mountains
They’re just aggressively pointy and brown
Not tasty.
Vegas was really scary
Generally overwhelming
We walked a ton
To the Bellagio and then back again
Our airbnb has a gas stove
Elena was so excited that she actually heated up her soup
She had mixed feelings about that
Tomorrow we drive for the Hoover Dam and some places in Arizona
There's too much driving
And we’re going back to the future (regrettably)
Time travel is a bad idea
At least we’re not unequivocally altering the future
Maybe
Make smart choices
GREAT SCOTT!
Doc and Marty