...to the dumb realtor that called us at 5 am this morning. Of course it was 8 am in Virginia where he was calling from. He wanted to know if our house was still for sale because he saw it had been removed from the MLS listing in November. November was when we sold our house. I told him it was gone, maybe he picked up from the tone in my voice I wasn't too pleased with his call.
Now Marti and I are both wide awake. Early morning phone calls make you think something bad has happened. When our heartbeats returned to normal, Marti suggested maybe we should head out early. I said it was a good idea, what day did she want to do it?
We did get an early start, we just waited until the sun came up so I could see and be able to navigate out of our little campground safely. Too bad it was so cold, we would have loved to stay in the area longer, the temps were about 22 degrees this morning when we left. Sun and warmth is beckoning us.
We came down out of the beautiful mountains of Northern California and headed towards the Sacramento Valley, passing olive groves and rice fields. It was sunny and calm, no wind at all. Because of the strict speed limits we tooled along at 55 mph and saw some of the highest mpg's we've ever gotten: 8.8!
If only we could get that kind of mileage all the time.
We pushed our day a little bit further than we've been doing lately, we covered 285 miles, but we wanted to get to a military campground in San Joaquin, CA, where we are going to chill for at least two days. Nothing fancy, but at $15/night for FHU's and 50 amp service, we're not going to complain.
We figure we have about two driving days left to get to my cousin's house near San Diego, so we're going to try and make it there in about four (or five). No need to rush anymore. :c)
And if you didn't hear the fantastic news, Nancy and Bill sold their house. Now they'll be out here with us soon, too!
Sorry there's no pictures, we're having slow Internet connections here.
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