Road Trip!

Rick Engineering sponsors the San Luis Obispo marathon, and bunch of San Diego folks were going up to help and/or run - We were undecided about whether or not we'd go until last week. Tom's been working a lot of hours, and the kids did great on our trip to Phoenix, but it took a great hotel/rate in Pismo Beach to seal the deal.

We hit the road on Friday at 10am and made great time through Los Angeles. We stopped for lunch in Thousand Oaks and all was great until Cole said he didn't feel well. I grabbed a plastic bag and turned just in time.

We made it to the SLO Rick office at 4:15pm and Tom went in for keys for a company car - He was getting up at 4:30am on Sunday to help at Mile 2 and I clearly wasn't dragging two sleeping children to OUR car. He came out with keys and a beer (I know, only him!). I told him to enjoy, I would take the kids to the hotel and check-in. Ten minutes into our fifteen minute drive, Cole screamed. I grabbed a bag and threw it back at him. He couldn't get it open and puked EVERYWHERE. To make matters worse, it was raining, foggy and we were on a curve in the middle of nowhere. I stripped him, strapped him in the driver seat, called Tom and did my best. I drove to town and met Tom in front of a liquor store. He ran in... No bags. Apparently they are a plastic free zone and didn't have anything - Not even ONE for gross baby wipes and soiled clothes. Awesome. Got to the hotel... Laundry room, but no detergent. Told to check the gas station next door... Nope. We kept walking (in the rain) and finally found a Rite-Aid.

I didn't imagine I'd spend my first evening of vacation doing laundry, but wine and their heated children's pool salvaged our evening!