Road Trip

Saturday was our first true road trip. A nice trip to sunny Riverside, complete with a short layover in Escondido. Few pleasures in life can compete with the family roadie. We were docked style points from the get go as we don't own a '72 Country Squire woody station wagon, yet we were determined to enjoy the ride.

We left the ranch a mere ten minutes behind schedule. Not bad for the first time pack and load. Little man went snoozemode as we made our way up I-15 for a stop Escondido. Enjoyed a quick visit with our friends Mike & Michelle and their extended family of children, dog, cat, kittens, granny, etc.

We then set a course for Riverside. It didn't take long at all. Maybe 30 minutes or so...and i was lost. I wasn't so much lost as I was simply nowhere near where I wanted to be. First I noticed we were about 10 miles east of target and traveling the wrong freeway, then a good 30 miles north, then about 5 miles east, followed by 3 miles west. At one point I put my pride on hold and pulled off the freeway, straight to a friendly donut shop. "Brother, where can I find I-215?" "It's the next exit, didn't you see the last three signs?" Great donut guy thinks I'm a jackass. At this point I gave up trying, got back on the freeway and drove 45mph in the middle lane with my blinker on.

So after a pleasant 2 hour tour of SoCal, we made our destination, enjoying a tremendous afternoon and dinner with the Newmans.