November 28: Otra Vez

Things to remember: It’s not a rubbish bin, it’s a trash can; it’s not a chemist, it’s a drug store; look left when crossing the road. Ok, it’s spelled Center – I’m definitely in America.

Yesterday was perfect, but today I must have woken up on the wrong side of the air bed. Perhaps it’s my alternate reality Monday, or just Monday. As I type this, the Giants are losing. Definitely not my day.

Last Day of Summer

I spent my last day in California packing at a leisurely pace. I made some final decisions, not to take my ski boots, and also to run out to the mall to get some Sketchers so I wouldn’t be hurting my feet in worn out shoes. I stocked up on some food for the road at Sprouts, and drove down to the beach for a last trip to the ocean. The sky was completely overcast and I wore my wide straw hat to make sure the sun’s rays bouncing around wouldn’t burn my face too terribly.