On Vacation w/ Hypersensitivity intact –
My husband and I are on vacation, a road trip in our new/ old van from Washington State to Calif. to see our son in Santa Cruz and make numerous stops and side trips including one to Taft, a little California town in the remote, desert oil fields where I was born and reared. I haven’t been back since age 19, so it should be quite interesting – and about 100 degrees.
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| Motorcycle art in Moss Landing |
First stop was Portland to hook up with my husband who was attending his 50th high school reunion, his only one ever. He drove down a couple of days earlier. I went down on the train, and we stayed at the hone of old friends. Next stop, a beautiful forest service campground 4 mi outside of Shasta, Calif. We made it the following day to our kids’ sweet little condo in beautiful Santa Cruz. We’re on our 3rd day here, comfortable, and I’m finally returning to what passes for some sense of equilibrium for me.
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