We survived the move from San Jose to the 909, as my friends in Pomona are calling the area. Is everything in Southern California reducible to numbers? Sometimes I wonder. Ru and Zig managed through eight hours or so on the road.
Ru is very, very angry with me right now. I’m not being mean to him, precisely. But the apartment is full of boxes, nothing is where it’s supposed to be, and instead of sitting and petting him in my lap as I watched the evening news, I was shifting boxes from one room to another,… Continue reading In between: an update of a different sort
(Note: Links and photos (finally!) added 9 May 2012. Hope you enjoyed the trip!) Thursday morning dawned warm. Noticed the palm trees at the hotel door on my way out to get started for the morning, and noted the amount of miles I had to cover. This was going to be a long day, but… Continue reading Route 66, Day 7: Barstow, San Bernardino….take that California trip
(Note: I’m typing these up as I go.) (ETA: Links and photographs added February 11, 2012). After waking up early in Mordor Grants, I ended up having to wait a bit for the temperature to come up enough that I wouldn’t have to worry about fog or condensation freezing on the pavement. Turns out this… Continue reading Route 66, Day 6: Gallup, New Mexico; Flagstaff, Arizona, (Don’t Forget) Winona, Kingman….
(Note: this post is being posted a day AFTER its events. I passed through Texas and most of New Mexico on Tuesday the 24th. Photographs and other links added February 11, 2012). Tuesday morning, I broke Texas.