I generally have horrible traveling luck. I'm not being dramatic. Anything that could possibly go wrong generally does. Doesn't matter if I fly or drive. This trip however was different. Only one plane delay due to 50 mph winds (which is essentially nothing to this Wyoming girl). And... ONE SCREAMING BABY. I called my mother when I landed in LAX and told her to set up my tube tying surgery for the day I get back!
Traveling for thirty something hours straight really wears on you. I felt postal as we waited for our last plane to deboard. Finally we had arrived. Chris and Roger picked us up from the airport and took us to their beautiful home.
We showered which was probably the most amazing shower of my life even though it was only allowed to be three minutes. They are on very strict water restrictions here.
We went down to the jetty (a pier or worf in America). There were men fishing off of it so we stood and watched a while. The man we watched the longest would catch a fish, tell us it was to small, then hurl it back in the water so hard it knocked one unconscious. Poor little puffer fish. It was perfect. The ocean was beautiful and the sand a bright white.
We went to pick up my nana (great grandmother) she is 85. I picked fresh lemons from her garden. We finally got back to Chris and Roger's. They told us that every night at 5 o'clock we will have happy hour and watch Antique Road Show. AAHHHH this trip is going to be rough! Chris made us the most amazing dinner of garlic shrimp and rice, tempura fried vegetables, and salad. Dinner was amazing and so was the company.
I've finally reached the heaven I've always dreamt of. This place is magic and the energy amazing. I can't wait to see the adventures that await this red head and her little brunette pal!
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