Greetings from Big Bobby and Miss Eloise--
We spent the day in LA traffic. It was very boring. But now we are at a motel off of I-10 headed east, and mom put chicken treats in our toys, so everything is OK.
Thursday, June 7, 2018
Day 2: San Bernardino CA
Greetings from Big Bobby and Miss Eloise--
We spent the day in LA traffic. It was very boring. But now we are at a motel off of I-10 headed east, and mom put chicken treats in our toys, so everything is OK.
Mrs. Drinkwalter's Diary of the Eastward Journey: Day 1 Kettleman City CA
At a last meeting at Brennan's the night before last, someone suggested I blog this trip to keep everyone informed.
So I have resurrected this blog, with some machinations involving a text message by cell phone with an access code since I couldn't remember very much about how I used to get into it.
But here we are in Kettleman City, or at least the cluster of freeway services by the exit from I-5. We got a late start, so late as to get stuck in rush hour traffic leaving Oakland on I-580.
The two little dogs were freaked out about the packing and preparations, but as I predicted, happier once we were on the move. Old Bobby rides on my lap in the car, and when we get to the motel is happy as long as he has his bed, his food, and can find the water and a place to pee. He is kind of confused on waking, and stands there looking vacant until I get up and go over it all again with him.
Eloise is bored, but she will get a walk after we check out.
Today, an easy three and a half hours to San Bernardino
So I have resurrected this blog, with some machinations involving a text message by cell phone with an access code since I couldn't remember very much about how I used to get into it.
But here we are in Kettleman City, or at least the cluster of freeway services by the exit from I-5. We got a late start, so late as to get stuck in rush hour traffic leaving Oakland on I-580.
The two little dogs were freaked out about the packing and preparations, but as I predicted, happier once we were on the move. Old Bobby rides on my lap in the car, and when we get to the motel is happy as long as he has his bed, his food, and can find the water and a place to pee. He is kind of confused on waking, and stands there looking vacant until I get up and go over it all again with him.
Eloise is bored, but she will get a walk after we check out.
Today, an easy three and a half hours to San Bernardino
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