This Thanksgiving we mirrored our trip of two Thanksgivings ago and headed south. This time we took the entire week, and we added San Fransisco to the mix. It was a fun trip.
On Sunday, before, we had a giant Thanksgiving feast for Peggy's family. It was a lot of fun, a lot of work and it delayed our departure. Instead of leaving for the southland "at the crack of dawn" we finally left Seattle at 2:30.
"Crack of Dawn" and "First thing in the Morning" are terms Peggy uses to appease me the day before we leave for anywhere. The phrases mean nothing in terms of what most humans think of when they think of time.
We travelled south with ease in our little mini Cooper that was packed to the gills. Neko alternated from lap to quiet area in the back. We stopped often for piddle breaks, gas and meals. We made a significant error in Kelso and found ourselves in a land of no restaurants and had to settle for our first of too many meals from the dreaded corporate world of AppleBees.
Our "revised" goal for the day was pushed back to Grant's Pass, but shortly out of Salem we ran into computerized car problems. Out PSI light came on indicating a flat tire, or tires with wrong tire pressure. Our mini has run-flat tires and this light means no speed over 50. With our decreased speed and lack of open maintenance depots, we cruised into Eugene and ala a drunken John Wayne in True Grit we said; "we'll camp here".
Peggy's nephew Tommy attends the U of O and we sought him out and had a wonderful pizza dinner with Tommy and his California roommate, Nick.
"First thing" the next morning the wonderful folks at Les Schwab tires inspected our tires, gave us their blessings and we were off at full speed to visit San Francisco. Departure time 11:30. First thing my ass.
We spent a pleasant two days at our friends Lori and Eric house in the bay area.
1 comment:
First of all, while I may be time challenged, I am not space impaired -- at least I know my geography and where I am at any given time. We made it to Eugene, which is where the University of Oregon is located, not OSU. OSU, home of the Beavers, is in Corvallis.
And we got on the road at 10:30 am, not 11:30 as you report. Why we got on the road at that late hour is related to an onboard system problem. I was up at 6 am, as usual, and had already gone for my morning run and packed by the time you got back from Les Schwab. Might I add that we would have made better time OVERALL had we not stopped at every Les Schwab franchise from Salem to Redding, even several that were closed? What's with that, anyway?
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