The day after Hallowe’en, we hit the road to the cabin at Big Bear Lake. It’s about two and a half hours from Paul and Lori’s house and we hit the road at just the right time, arriving in the village just when we were all starting to get peckish for lunch. We swung into El Jacalito for our first true Mexican food experience, and it did not disappoint. It was absolutely delicious (and the margarita was pretty delicious too!)
Hallowe’en is… overwhelming. I think that’s the best word for it.
I may never be able to feel my feet again.
The alarm went off at 5:30am, and we were on the road by 6:20am. A quick swing by Starbucks to attempt to wake up and we were on our way. Unfortunately we were alongside the commuting traffic, so I had a very fun 2.5 hours down the I-5—quite an experience!!
I have never been so happy to get off an aeroplane as I was at Los Angeles International Airport. I got precisely zero sleep.
The final flight was great—especially surprise middle-of-the-night sliders that came around between lunch and breakfast (flying across a ton of timezones is weird).
4:20am is a terrible time to get out of bed.
It’s even worse when you get precisely zero sleep.
It is getting alarmingly close to 2016. Why haven’t airlines yet figured out that names can have hyphens in them? It’s pretty frustrating to get the “The name on your booking must match your passport EXACTLY” message when I physically can’t do that.
Ah well. Having somehow magically acquired a non-hyphenated name, our trip has officially started! We dropped the cat off at the cattery yesterday, and I only cried a little (what can I say, I’m overly attached).