Today is going to be convoluted and involve a lot of driving. After getting breakfast at starbucks, we drive to San Fernando to drop off the boxes that need to be loaded on the boat. Our trusty, indenspensible, iPhones expertly guide us to the shipping yard. Turns out it's Martin Luther King day and when we scheduled, they were under different management and didn't have the holiday on the calendar. Someone has to come in and they load the truck in the rain.
Meanwhile, I give Baxter and Lucy some water and canned dog food which they gladly slurp up! They are done loading in 15 minutes. Having forgot about bike boxes, they wrap them up for us.
The port is closed today. The new plan is to drive down to long beach, pick up the rental car and drop off the U Haul then drive the rental car and the jeep to Ilissa's. We stop for lunch at a local Mexican joint, Pelayo's Burgers, off the Pacific Coast Highway in Long Beach, and get some tacos. Me; El Pastor, slow roasted spicy pork and Dan gets the carnitas, also slow roasted pork with different spices.
We pick up the car rental, and drop off the U Haul and drive to Ilissa's, 90 minutes away. At 12:30 we are on the road. It's pouring rain, thousands of raindrops stinging the windshield. I just keep my eyes focused on Dans tail lights. In silence (the stereo is packed) we drive. Lucy is on the back seat, sleeping. Baxter, in the passenger seat, looks out the window. I drive the most intense drive of my life. Completely out of my comfort zone, I fluxuate between adreline rushes and monotony. The drive is fast and wet puncuated with welcome traffic jams. Three hours later, we get to Ilissa's.
-- posted from my IPhone