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We wanted to leave early, so we did because we are boss. Also, we had traveled through so many time zones that our sleep schedules were weird and mysterious creatures.

Since GLaDOS was navigating I forgot to think about where we were going. Mainly that we’d have to go over a bridge at some point and pay a toll. By the time I did realize that fact it was too late to get cash.

We only had $4 in change and the toll was $6 so we go a nice fine in the mail a month later.

But this did no upset us because being back in a city made us very happy. And I’m not talking from this road trip through the wilderness but from living in teeny, tiny Savannah, Ga.

We explored San Fran a bit, did some hill driving, saw us some golden gate and ate some lunch.

Then we headed to Santa Clara where my friend Jamie was letting us stay in her apartment. “You’ll know my room by the international sex symbol on the door,” she said. Sure enough Sean Connery was there to greet us. Unfortunately we had missed seeing Jamie by a couple of days, but, her cat kept us company.

Also, there was internet and much rejoicing. (Fun fact: that is when I wrote this column.)

For dinner we met up with the super awesome fabulous SCAD GRAD Jessi Gilbert and her gentleman-caller at a Chipotle halfway between us. Proof:

Full and happy we joined Jamie’s cat in a prolonged nap. Unable to believe that by that time tomorrow we’d be in Oregon.

(Just in case you were beginning to get confused this is a very extended recap of the road trip Alejandro and I went on to get back to Oregon from Savannah, Ga. I made a few posts during the drive, but most of the time I was too busy/exhausted/without internet. We took 12 days to drive across the country starting June 3.)

Fortunately,  the only thing that tried to attack us in the middle of the night was a gang of kids with flashlights. We leisurely made breakfast and headed back into Yosemite.

This time we actually wanted to walk around a bit on the valley floor and decided on an easy paved loop up to Lower Yosemite Falls. It was probably not the best the park has to offer but, to be honest, weren’t in the mood for extreme hiking.

We then ate lunch up at tunnel point overlook. Highlights included were watching families with young uncooperative children try to get a good family photo and a kid puking in the parking lot. (I gave him a telepathic nod of solidarity though since I throw-up everywhere I go).

I did a watercolor sketch and tried to deflect the countless people approaching me. (For some reason you pull out a paint brush and everyone thinks it is an open invitation to talk).

At this point in the trip we were all hiked out, camped out, and in general really just wanted to get home. We went back to the campsite to hang loose.

Alejandro listened to music and drank beer. I ate about five S’mores and read my book.

Life was good.

I walked to the bathroom and saw a little tent themed like the vacuum cleaner from Teletubbies, life was even better.

The next day we were heading for San Francisco … I looked around for a flower to put in my hair.

The driving we did the day before gave us almost a full day in Yosemite. But first we got to our campsite and set up the tent. We were staying two nights so I thought it’d be nice to drive through the park and check out the sequoia grove on the other side.

We weren’t able to get reservations in time to camp inside the actual park like we did in the Grand Canyon so our KOA site was about a 30 minute drive from the entrance.

Yosemite is basically like the everything I’ve seen in the Northwest but on steroids. Worn out from Bright Angel we had no intention on doing a strenuous hike and decided to drive around the loop instead.

We sat in traffic for an hour.

The juxtaposition of idling cars and natural beauty was astounding. I turned my car off whenever we came to a dead stop in hopes of preventing too much damage.

Then we drove through winding, climbing forest, by large drop offs. It was beautiful but I was getting carsick driving.

Finally we reached the other end of the park and the Sequoia Grove. And here I think is an adequate time to tell you how convinced that Alejandro was that bears were going to attack us.

He had been worrying about this the whole trip and was upset that I did not purchase a bear bell in advance (why he couldn’t get one for himself, I don’t know).  But I have to admit he was right, we were in bear country.

I tried to convince him that bears are only attracted to food, which he responded with “yeah, we are food.”

The Giant Sequoia did what I could not: distract him from thoughts of bears.

We toured around them for a while and headed back to our campsite with the help of GLaDOS.

There is a certain point when you own a GPS that you wish you didn’t trust it to get you where you were going but you are so far lost in the middle of nowhere that you have to let it guide you.

The point for us was a gravel road supposedly on the way back to our campsite. The gravel road turned into the one-lane of “Triangle Rd” which a few miles later turned again into “Triangle Rd.”

An hour of trepidation in the dark finally led us back to a two-lane road and eventually our campsite.

We made curry in the dark, hoped the bears wouldn’t like the smell and went to bed.

(Just in case you were beginning to get confused this is a very extended recap of the road trip Alejandro and I went on to get back to Oregon from Savannah, Ga. I made a few posts during the drive, but most of the time I was too busy/exhausted/without internet. We took 12 days to drive across the country starting June 3.)