That night we crashed at the Melody Ranch Motel- an awesome little old classic. Bibles, and styrofoam cups and clean sheets, all for only $76. Isabel unpacked her things and made sure she utilized every single drawer in the place. She LOVED her roll away bed and that we all slept within a few feet of each other. I slept like a rock. Always do in hotels.
The next morning, was Mothers day! We found a diner called Wilsons for a plate of eggs & bacon and, to reference a Mike Viola lyric, "coffee the color of tea". After a few cups, you get used to it. Into it, even. At least on the road. After breakfast, a little tour around the town, stopping at the park and at the Boot Barn, as well as the grocery store for some very Special Gifts for Mom- including a balloon and my favorite hot sauce. Then, we hit the road again. Taking our sweet time, we first drove north to have a look at Hearst Castle and then south along the coast. We found some amazing views and beaches with caves and tide pools and heart-shape rocks. Isabel and Mike collected a few good ones for me to take home. This mother felt the love, and it felt really good. It was nice to be away from home, all together- seeing new stuff. Makes me want to explore more, something we haven't done much since we moved from the East Coast. A old California motel tour comes to mind. I am heading to NYC solo tomorrow. I am going to miss my traveling companions. I kind of wish I could sneak the little one in my bag.