Hello! It’s me!!
No, I didn’t draw the short straw – though I certainly enjoyed gnawing on the one I selected.
Here’s a fun fact. Most of you thoroughly enjoy your daily serving of soft drinks courtesy of the Shasta brand owned by National Beverages, #amirite (Mom says #starbucks).
Well Shasta isn’t just a label for quality beverages anymore. Pssst … come in close here for a secret … Shasta … is a VOLCANO!!
How do I know?
Well, look at this one.
That thing is NUTS!
Check this one out.
It’s got it’s own weather system, complete with a little cap above the summit. There’s like thirty miles of volcanic perspective as you drive around this big boiler. It’s a better way to kill time than chewing on a straw.
We hauled arse today … from Salem, OR to Vacaville, CA. We drove. At first, I thought it might be a good idea to walk to Vacaville.
But Daddy Downer said we were going to drive five hundred miles, which meant that at my pace, I’d arrive on February 1.
Not wanting to delay arrival by a full month, I opted for the car.
Here’s something for you to consider … did you know that people move half-houses on Interstate Highways these days?
Who in their right mind is going to live in a half-a-home? Come on, humans, THINK!
We said goodbye to the Pacific Northwest.
And as we crossed into California (or as L.L. Cool J calls it … “Cali”) …
… the Sun began to overpower the clouds … a strong harbinger for the weather we are seeking.
I shared the images of Mt. Shasta above … blue skies and temperatures in the low 40s. The weather incrementally improves.
We arrived in Vacaville well after dark, right before bedtime. But first, we needed to sup on local cuisine.
Tomorrow if all goes well, we end up in Carmel. I am so hopeful that this is the place where delicious Rolo candies are made.