Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jog

I seriously hate driving across 70 because it's boring. And when you're bored and trying to drive 8 hours, you get tired. And when you get tired, you eat to stay awake. And when you eat junk food in the car for 8 hours (even if it's organic popcorn), you feel like craaaaap when you get home! 
Here are some highlights from the trip.
GLUTEN FREE QUESADILLAS. Thank you to La Senorita for being super accommodating. They had to make the chicken special for us (no mesquite seasoning), and switch out corn tortillas, but they were yummy. He had a salad, which comes with the same chicken, so new chicken for him too! I ordered specifically so I could share mine with him, which was so nice to be able to do! Our poor waitress was terrified she was going to make Steve sick. Good. That is the right attitude. :) We were grateful and she told us to come back any time at the end of the night. Hopefully serving us helped her be more familiar with their GF menu (they had a whole binder of allergens and what people could order if they can't have peanuts, shellfish, gluten, and vegan/vegetarian offerings etc.) 

Here is Huntington Beach. You can barely see the lighthouse, where they serve ice cream. (We didn't get on principle because I used to LOVE Honey Hut ice cream and they switched out the brand. Boooo)

Here is the deer I saw on my run. (I ran from the hotel, down to the water and back.) He was about 10 feet away, but too small to eat (haha). He started to run when I took the picture, but before that, we were starting to be friends! (He runs faster than I do.)

Speaking of running, there was an overturned tractor trailer on the way home, and here's how fast we were going for FORTY-FIVE MINUTES. Yes, I can run faster than that. 


So here's the analysis. I love to travel. Taking food in plastic containers and soft-sided coolers DID NOT work, so we need to invest in an Igloo--preferably one that plugs in to the adapter in the car. Our food was hot then cold then hot then cold, and that is NOT good. The spaghetti squash was foaming when we got home. EW. Ain't nobody eating that! (Except maybe the raccoons.) I am tempted by GOOD ballpark pretzels. I need to find someone who can eat gluten to share them with because I ate THREE (in three nights) and it was TOO MUCH. I think the yeast continued to expand the dough in my stomach. Worth it. I need to learn to like coffee so I can eat espresso beans, like Steve does, because I kept snacking in the car to stay awake. So...two pounds gained (not tooooo bad). 

And here's my dog. Happy that we're home!!! I wish I could take him everywhere, but if I haven't mentioned it before, he's not a good dog that plays well with others!