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On day eight, we left LA and took an obvious detour on our way to San Diego. LAS VEGAS. You can guess who masterminded this side trip – – just a mere five hours in the opposite direction we were heading. Each way. But really, who complains about Vegas!? Mid-week rates are especially low, and …
On day four we were headed toward San Francisco, or what I lovingly like to call the “Seattle of California.” In high school, after a family summer vacation to the city left me with a bad cold, I no longer consider it to be part of the Golden State. Not hating here; I love the …
On a fittingly rainy Seattle morning in June, my boyfriend Michael and I packed the three suitcases we’d been living out of the past two weeks and headed south to our new place in Ocean Beach, CA. San Diego here we come! Having both grown up in Seattle – – he in Seattle proper, me …