"For the man sound in body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every sky has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously."
George Gissing
Leaving Carmel Valley fairly early ( especially for us) we stopped a town over to get our oil changed. We had gone well over the 3000 mile mark since starting the trip. The guys at a local jiffy lube were super helpful and super fast. They were about our age and joked with us and in less then TEN MINUTES our car was ready to go. I have never had my oil changed that quickly, the also gave us a discount and told us that if you get your oil changed at Jiffy lube you can stop any time between oil changes and they will check and top off your oil for free. SWEET. It pays to smile and be nice to people. It was rainy and nasty all along 101 as we headed towards San Fran and the weather didn't clear until we intersected with Hwy 5 and headed inland and then north. Evidently three different storms were headed towards San Fran and we decided that our adventure would not be as fun in the pouring rain, and we were invited back to Carmel when the weather is more cooperative.
We stopped several hours in around Redding California to hunt for food. I had already decided that we weren't getting Taco Bell again. Rach wanted Chinese but we couldn't find any for a decent price. We had just finished talking to my grandma Jeanine, whose birthday it was - HAPPY BIRTHDAY GMA - and they had stopped at Sizzler. yummmm - normally we had a no buffet rule but since we hadn't gotten to do all our fun stuff in San Fran we decided to splurge. This sizzler was a lot nicer than the sizzlers I remembered and they had fresh Guacamole!!! Again yum - We write a lot about food lol. Reminds me of the Jim Gaffigan comedy. If you haven't seen him go look him up. Hot Pockets!
The remainder of the trip was pretty standard until we reached the mountains. It was snowing and dark and the trucks blew past us and showered us in snow and ice until we couldn't see out of the window. Rach was driving and all she could do was keeping driving straight and follow the taillights of the cars in front of us. Making it off the mountain was a huge relief. I was exhausted and fell asleep and pretty much woke up when we reached Elmira and aunt Amy's house. Thank goodness for family and Rachael driving.
Oregon we have finally arrived.
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