Road trips give you a feeling of accomplishment without actually having to do anything.
(Is it crazy dangerous to put your feet up on the dash now because of airbags? I’m living on the edge.)
We saw some peacocks by the Casa de Fruit, and a raccoon family crossing under the glow of the gas station lights. I bought five pairs of sunglasses at Target.
Every time I drive down south, I fall in love with California all over again.
See you at Camp Mighty? I hope so.