I am sitting in a bar in Huntington Beach...which is a brutal
continuation of a day that started in San Francisco at 6:45am. I got
to LA at seven, after taking two hours to drive forty miles, and left
the hotel at 7:10 to have dinner with Chris, Connie, Adit, Ritu, and
some other wedding guests. Now Adit is buying me a drink, which is
always dangerous. I'll blog later!
1 comment:
I'm sure there must have been some reason to drive to LA from Iowa via San Francisco, but wouldn't the Las Vegas route have been shorter? I'm sure that one of the internet mapping services would show it that way.
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