This should be my last entry before leaving on my trip, unless something comes up at the last moment.
Budget didn’t have an economy or compact car on their lot, so they upgraded me for free to a premium sedan. They were going to rent me a nice white Chrysler 300 but they had already rented it out to someone (confusion and chaos in the office today), so they gave me a Ford Taurus Limited which is still a very nice car. I got a little overwhelmed by all the bells and whistles on the thing since I’m so accustomed to driving cars that are barely even running.
I stopped and got us some groceries at Trader Joe’s on the way out. We should be set for most of the weekend with the stuff I got. All we’ll need to buy is anything dairy or any veggies and we can do that when we get to Point Reyes Station. We may also be forced to buy dishes down there but I’ve bought a couple of microwaveable Thai noodle boxes just in case we end up in that predicament.
I also got us three different kinds of cider, something Phil wasn’t known for swilling but I’ve developed a taste for since moving to Portland… it ought to ground me a bit if things get awkward. Also, I really want to try it with bleu cheese since discovering what dessert wine does for the stuff while my mother was visiting. I figure something sweet like cider could do wonders for it and I’ve read that there’s a place called Cowgirl Creamery down there that has really good bleu cheese.
Going to load a few more songs onto my mp3 player too. I’ve already got pretty much all my favorite songs on it but I’ll do one last check. The playlist for the drive down the coast runs about 140 files and some of those are entire albums ripped as a single mp3.
I’ve only got a cursory amount of packing left to do, and that’ll be all the stuff I need to have out until the last moment.
My first stop will be in Eureka, since Portland is pretty far up the coast. From my place to the B&B it’s around 680 miles or about as far as the drive from Key West to Hilton Head, for those on the East Coast (or Paris to Padua for those on the Continent).
If any of my readers in Marin County runs into a tallish brunette wearing a blue lapis pendant, feel free to say hi but don’t expect me to talk about past lives. This isn’t the triumphant return of a long-lost legend, this is just a slightly insane author trying to sort out where her past ends and her fictions begin.