Vagabond Inn Fresno
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... still alive. I was a bit
disappointed with the controlled fire the government had done. I mean the trees
lived two thousand years naturally so why does the government need to mess with
them? They had killed several of them with their man made fires. We met a
couple on their honeymoon from London who we gave our SF city passes to. We had
a nice chat with them. We then drove to Fresno and on to pine flat lake where
we’re spending the night. Peace to my ***** ...
... drove on through the forest and up to Panoramic Point. The road was a remote trail wide enough for only one lane. It was 2.3 miles long, weaving through the woods up to 7,000 feet elevation. And I was looking forward to the view. But when we got there, it was a parking lot, the base of a walking trail to the top of the mountain. Sigh. I thought long and hard about this. The trail was a zigzag up, about half a mile long and rising about 500 feet. I was having a ...
... stopping outside LV for gas and coffee. This was one of the best coffee places we came across - there must have been 20 varieties of coffee available - bring ones own mug in and get it cheaper.
Did not stop much until arriving at Fresno CA by late afternoon. A huge 577 mile (928 km) drive. The GPS behaved itself today. On the start of our trip out of San Francisco the wife and the GPS girl were having arguments with each other - quite funny having the 2 women in my truck ...
Today was the start of our vacation! My sister dropped me off at Pakou's house so that her mom can take us to spend a week at her cousin's house in Clovis. It's a good thing that Pakou has relatives in Clovis because we don't have to pay for her lodging or food. After the car ride, we finally got to Pakou's cousin's house. As we were taking our luggage out of the car, a haggard woman with a cat approached us to say ...
... I gathered in my heart.
I am now ready to go home. Home, what a wonderful word.
David and I leave for the airport about 11:30pm. The city is still alive with people walking, having dinner, visiting with friends, and who knows what. I check in as soon as I get there, David must wait around six hours or so before checking in his luggage, and getting his ticket, for his next destination, without ...