Residence Inn Sacramento Rancho Cordova
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... is in their own world
And finally, here’s a list of the lessons I learned from the trip:
- Don’t have in your life things, people, jobs, careers, hobbies, that don’t make you happy or you don’t find fulfilling. Life is short. They’re ...
... on a river which Ben used to go to to misbehave in his youth. After a short walk you found yourself on a beach at a river bend, and where the water met the sand there were small lines of glitter. This is because this area has a lot of fool's gold. So whilst trying to contain my nerves about meeting Ben's family I dipped my toes in the water and enjoyed the golden shoreline.
His family were all very welcoming ...
So today we had a pretty good drive. We started from San Diego, CA (Goodbye Flynn's) and ended up in Sacramento, CA (Hello Aunt Denny!) with a little stop in Irvine, CA to meet Miss Avah.
Our stop in Irivine was short and sweet but a little too short. We were able to meet up with Matt's cousin Jacki and meet her little girl Avah. And OH MY GOODNESS, she is a CUTIE! We only had about 45 min to visit since it was a day of work for ...
... to their deaths. It was a humbling experience looking over the edge and almost scary. Along with the shear beauty the point afforded a great view of Half Dome and Glacier Point as well as the entire valley.
We stayed and chatted with a few people, took pictures, and then headed down the long and winding path back to our car. We ended up running near the end and we reached the bottom in about an hour an a half! It was great to finally be done ...
... it everywhere you want to go.”
Two hours of wandering cobbled streets, time warped between the boardwalk days of then and now; strollers packed with little ones and shopping bags; kids hypered up on lollipops; couples hand by hand; music in the park. I lunched deckside over river’s edge, a pigeon watching every move, waiting for a crumb to drop. Then it was time to go.