Day 99

Just about this time Just a short time ago (39 years Janel?) I was threatening to jump out the window of my hospital room. “I can’t do this any more.” I said. The nurse, just leaving the room said, “sorry honey, you have to.” I coulda punched her. Happy Birthday, Janel. I love you.

I began my Route 66 journey today. It took me all morning to figure out how to park at the Santa Monica Pier, but eventually Mini Pearl was tucked away, and Cooper and I were strolling down the pier, people watching and enjoying the lively atmosphere. We actually stayed a pretty long time, for me anyway, doing touristy things like finally getting the picture of the beginning of the trail.