We're in San Diego!

Chris and I left Lubbock yesterday at 7:45 p.m. The excitement of the start of vacation clearly won-out over thinking about the 1,000 mile drive ahead of us.


We drove through the night and at approximately 7:53 Texas time, or 5:53 California Time, we made it to California.


In fact, we made it just in time for a lovely sunrise.


In between Lubbock and California, we passed through Roswell, New Mexico. Due to the late hour, nothing much was out...EXCEPT FOR THE OCCASIONAL ALIEN!

This morning we drove through a stretch of highway teeming with little yellow butterflies. This would have been pretty if the butterflies had been fluttering around next to the highway. Instead, the butterflies were flying around on the highway. For over a mile I grimaced as an unending stream of butterfly guts were spread across the front of our car, sometimes two or three at a time. After a while, butterfly wings littered the pavement and blew around in the windstreams created by passing cars, making the scene that much worse.

After fourteen hours in the car, we checked into our hotel around noon. In the process we learned that the hotel will comp the internet bill if a random sick child vomits on your feet in the hotel lobby. While it was a pretty disgusting lesson, it has enabled me to post this blog. And on the upside, we were not the customer who later wondered by, slipped on the mess, and soaked her dress and legs. Noticing that everyone was staring at her in disbeleif, the customer asked,"Oh, is the floor wet?" After an akward silence during which the hotel staff failed to respond, I decided it was time to get out of there. I did not want to be the one to explain that she was sitting in vomit.