Saturday, June 15, 2019

Day 1: Three ways to San Jose


Dwylin & Landon
The evening of June 11th brought forth many emotions. Anticipation, worry, sweat, laughter, panic, and air pressure, but enough about Dwylin’s car. The appointed time for packing was quickly coming to an abrupt end. Its 4 o'clock on Tuesday night and Dwylin’s car, the one we are taking to the airport in the morning, needs air in one of the back tires. It also appears that a couple of starlings have set their sights on the back windshield of Dwylin's car. At least six of them left some departing gifts in my rearview mirror all covered in white.

From dealing with this situation, Landon picked up Dwylin to go play in a church league softball game (Woodlawn vs Fairhaven). They played two games and both teams won a game. We then headed back to Landon’s house and spent a bit of time trying to figure out how to hit our max of 40 lbs in our shared checked bag. It didn’t take long for sleep to come to either of them, because they had an early start and a long day ahead of them.

The alarms were going off that morning at 3:45 AM precisely. Landon made some coffee and we were off. Middlebury, IN at 4 in the morning is comparable to the movie, Mad Max: Fury Road! RV workers can be a reckless and aggressive group of individuals. We did end up getting through town, without a scratch. A few more hours and we’ll be in Chicago, but the restroom came a calling.
We pulled off the highway in Portage hoping to help ourselves out, in more ways than one… if you know what I mean… but McDonald’s wasn’t feeling the same way. We got out of the car for a stretch and headed inside. BANG! Was the sound of the door as Dwylin, unsuccessfully, tried to open a simple door. It was locked, and we had forgotten about the time change. The restrooms in this establishment was very much closed. Our salvation was found across the street in the restroom of the gas station.

We eventually made it to Chicago and found our airline and made our flight. It was off to Las Vegas, and a 3-hour flight to come. We landed in Vegas with one good hour plus to burn in the airport with oodles and oodles of slot machines. After one gate change and many tempting looks at devices claiming a $25,000.00 prize if you play pull a lever. We found our salvation, from our temptation, with a little help from the spirit in the sky, which just so happened to be our airline for the trip as well. For an hour and seventeen minutes we sat in the airplane anticipating our arrival in Oakland and the official start of our quote “VACATION”.




We arrived a little after 1:15 PST and we found our checked bag and started looking for our ride. We could not find a vehicle with familiar faces, anywhere...



Matt & Linda
The long drive began on Thursday, June 6th to Plains, MT. Matt and Linda were heading west from Missouri because they’re helping one of Dan’s brothers. That, however, is another story for another time, and back to this trip. They headed west and the first stop was Mount Rushmore. They loved the experience and had a blast seeing the four Presidents in the rock.






They pulled into Plains in the afternoon of the following day. They greeted some old friends and had a burger or two at “The Butchers Nook” restaurant. All in all, they were in Montana from Friday till Tuesday morning. They were off, in their car, driving down to meet everyone for our weekend in San Jose.

They drove all day and ended up at Multnomah Falls in Oregon. The same Multnomah Falls we visited on our Alaska trip four years ago. From the falls they headed west to Corvallis, OR to walk on the football field of the Oregon State Beavers. Their day of travel ended on the coast of Oregon, off Highway 1, and watched a sunset. Awaiting the coming day in California, and all the adventures to follow.


Matt and Linda had a 7ish hour drive into California to Oakland, so that they could pick up Dwylin and Landon from the airport. First, they went to pick up our rented vehicle, from “Turo”, basically an “Air BnB” for cars. Since they went to pick up this van first, and we flew in around 1 o’clock, the traffic wasn’t great so they pulled up about 20 minutes late, only to see the bright-eyed face and big smile of Landon Miller. Landon was so excited that he forgot how to work a van trunk door for a minute, but Dwylin explained that it may be the year 2019, but it is also only the year 2019. Dwylin then preceded to open the van trunk like its always been done for the past 40 some odd years.

Then immediately we were off again, and south we went, down to San Jose Airport. We dropped Linda off with their own car and she headed for the rental property, and the guys headed to the airport. We pulled up on time for Jon, Heidi, and Dan’s arrival, but there was no one around to be seen...

Jon, Heidi & Dan

“The Big Three” left Plains, Montana Wednesday morning with sights of California in their eyes. The warm environment and the welcome adventure of time off was enticing, but first, breakfast at the new Butchers Nook. They just opened for business one week before taking off for a vacation. They all ate breakfast and headed out for Spokane, WA.


They headed out of Spokane at 10:30 a.m. and were on there way to Salt Lake City, Utah. They landed around 1:30 pm, and just sat around, in the land of Mormons, waiting for their flight to San Jose. Their flight left about a half-hour late, but in all reality, they could do nothing about this. Their flight landed about a half-hour late because of this and then they met up with the rest of the crew.


Many Happy Meeting

Now all the people were back together again and headed to San Jose, our temporary home. Now since we are in the Pacific time zone, this meant that it was 8 o’clock EST. Which wouldn’t normally be an issue but we had our eyes set on going to Buffalo Wild Wings and watching game Seven of the Stanley Cup Finals. A match between the favored Boston Bruins and the underdog St. Louis Blues. Unfortunately, it wasn't a great game. The Blues won their first title in team history 4-1 on Wednesday night. From Bdubs we headed home and went to bed with anticipation in our heads because we were headed to Pebble Beach for the US Open the very next morning. However, not before at least a couple games of ping pong.




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