The Journey Begins

Our story begins on a dry, hot day in Pasadena, CA. Our heroes (along with my mother and younger brother Michael) packed themselves and entirely more things than should have possibly fit into their honda civic and headed north.

--However, I have been informed that we initially headed East - West. Our hero laments the lack of cereal, and then decides to have a muffin, briefly becoming saddened that this would result in fewer muffins than were previously in existence, and then decides to have both a muffin and an english muffin and compare them.--

Meanwhile, the honda civic was traveling in a decidedly East-West-Northerly direction, and having many adventures, as documented on this map.

The first stop was in Santa Barbara, where a snack on the beach was enjoyed by all. Next, a stop for gas in San Luis Obispo. A decidedly uninteresting night was spent at a motel 6 in Salinas, where some members of the party got warm showers, while others had to bathe in streams of liquid ice. The following morning, the Golden Gate Bridge was observed and photographed, and a meal was enjoyed at Moylan's Brewery & Restaurant in Novato. The evening was spent at Seashell Inn at Point Arena, the most notable aspects being the warm shower, the wall-size photo-print of redwoods on the wall, the kittens outside, and the remarkably bad movie on TV - starring our illustrious governor himself. The next day featured the Chandelier Drive-Thru Tree, the Avenue of the Giants, dinner at Lost Coast Brewery in Eureka, and final arrival at our new home in Arcata, which was decidedly not hot and dry.