Captain, My. Captain

Good morning. I fell asleep about 45 minutes into our trip, and did get a full eight hours. Jesse insisted he do most of the driving. And when I say "insisted," I mean he would not accept a fair split in driving responsibilities. I woke up to a shirt less Jesse on the phone with his mom, chatting away. I think he'll now vouch for those five hour energy drinks.

So we're about two hours outside of SFO. We're about to get gas, change drivers, and finish our tour of the great state of California. It's huge.
~ Danie D.
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