We arrived in Yuma, a final stop in AZ before crossing into CA, to one happy surprise (The Goodmans! With wine!), and one unhappy one. The piece of Polish pottery I’d been using as a utensil caddy for ten years had taken a leap out of its storage cabinet en route, and it did not survive. Nothing like finding wooden spoons, spatulas and the ice cream scoop strewn across the kitchen and dining areas. I started to place the remains of my crockery in a plastic coffee canister we were about to discard, and realized… I’d found a temporary, not to mention unbreakable, solution.
Next stop, California. We didn’t realize we had so many people here! We’ll need to come back through to hug all the ones we missed on this trip.
Also, we remembered — twenty years after being stationed in Monterey — that it’s kind of weird here. Most of the time it’s a rather wonderful and benign weirdness, but sometimes it’s a bit frustrating. “That is Very California” is our new catch phrase.
Next stops: central and northern CA, where we’ll meet up with some cousins and watch the weather in the mountain passes, to figure out when best to traverse Oregon.