From the road's end

My son and I took off late on Wednesday and arrived in San Diego today only slightly worse for the wear. We checked into our hotel after an afternoon of apartment hunting, and now I find myself wondering if I'm going to be able to bear the loud mouthed teenager in the pool all night long. It's around 80 degrees here and will be cooler tomorrow. With luck, the loud mouth will be out of the pool soon, isn't in an adjacent room tonight and will find the high temp of 65 degrees tomorrow to be too cold for the pool.

Tomorrow we will resume apartment hunting, though it's all obscenely expensive and we should just get it over with and make a decision. There is one strong contender.  It's a wee little apartment and I'm deep in shock over what you don't get for the money here, but it's in a nice area within walking distance of shops, restaurants and is near the ocean.

Posting from my iPad could be fussy, but I thought you'd like to know where we've been. We drove from Michigan, through Illinois & Indiana and have seen parts of The Mother Road in Missouri, Oklahoma, Texas and New Mexico.  We have run over tumbleweed, seen more trains than we could count, and ate the best chicken fried steak in a Route 66 diner in Oklahoma.  I had my doubts when the waitress brought me a plate of beige food covered in white gravy, but take my word, it was delicious. I think it was called Clayton's, or some such thing. I will also forever dream of the fresh potato chips I inhaled in a steakhouse in Amarillo. They were sublime. Last night we had dinner in Sedona after a white knuckled rim drive down a mountain and while it was delicious, I was too exhausted to really appreciate the food.

Pictures later, as I really don't have the energy to fight with this device, and I left my laptop behind.  Hope you're all well. I might have a chance to catch up a bit tomorrow.