San Francisco or Bust

The official name of our vacay. The fam decided to take a roadtrip down to San Fran for a week this April. Yes. Sounds romantic and adventurous doesn't it? Not quite so much with el Lily Tornado in tow. Some highlights along the way...

Day 1
Day 1 was a bust. Summed up best in a haiku. (naturally).


Two hour border
Lily teething - premolars
Gravol doesn't work


12 hours in the car. Shitloads of traffic in Seattle. Nasty rest stops (Lily HATED these bathroom stops - bad vibes). And I'm serious about the 2 hour lineup at the border. And that was Sumas! It was 3 at Peace Arch. Actually pretty fun at the border. Lily and I got out and walked on the side of the road by the lineup of cars. Like a true queen, she waved at every single car on our walk. And you know what? Every single driver waved back. Even the grumpy truckers.


And I really should give some time to what was undoubtedly the grossest Denny’s in North America. Somewhere'sville Oregon. Original ‘70s décor (carpet and upolstuery), orginal waitresses and dirty dirty everything. I actually felt like barfing after leaving. But what a little piece of American heaven there. Great people. Great service. Too bad about the dirty restaurant and dirty food.



Made it to Roseburg, Oregon at 10pm that night. With a dirty, greasy, overtired (and awake baby). Sleep Inn. Continental included. We heart free breakfast. We easy to please.