I thought it would be fun to post my actual westward itinerary, for comparison purposes to my original draft from way back in April.
April 13: Took a 4 AM taxi from Maria's for my flight BOS>SFO, stayed that first night with Kimee in San Francisco
April 14: San Francisco>Chico, by pedi-cab, bus No. 1, train, bus No. 2
April 14 - 24: Stayed with Clara in Chico, CA, did all of the Northern California things (as in, wildflowers, Mexican food trucks, hikes, cooking, canyon-ing, swimming in rivers, laughing)
April 24-25: Chico>Alpine, WY, by Amtrak Zephyr train (Sacramento>Salt Lake City), and shuttle van SLC>Alpine
April 25 - 26: Stayed with Aunt Alice in Alpine, hung out with Gus-the-dog and watched in disbelief as it snowed all day that Sunday!
April 26 - May 8: Jackson, WY, stayed mainly at Andy's but also visited Phil & Shannon & Della, walked ALL of the dogs I could find and did everything you can do on a river (white water rafted, sorta fished, floga'd, biked along it) EXCEPT Club Snake because that happens more in the summer
May 8: Jackson, WY>San Diego, by way of the Jackson rideshare facebook group, where I found a ride from Jackson>SLC Airport with three awesome girls going off on a two-week adventure to Thailand, and a flight SLC>LAX and LAX>San Diego
May 8 - 10: Stayed at Pete's and hit the beach, the ballet, some great sushi and Mexican seafood, and soaked up that strong California sunshine, newfound golden elixir.
May 11: San Diego>San Francisco, by way of the Amtrak Surfliner train which took me along the beach from SD>LAX and then the Amtrak Coastal Starlight train took me from LAX>Oakland (the more beautiful views happened on this train, around Santa Barbara where we were right on the cliffs looking down on the waves), and finally a shuttle bus brought me over to downtown SF. Met Kimee for a late dinner (Thai food, a Wellesley must) and I bookended my trip by crashing once more in her room, where she had hung curtains in time for my return ;)
May 12: San Francisco>BOS with a layover in Charlotte. My plane descended over the Boston harbor at exactly midnight, starting off my 25th birthday in a motion-picture moment of perfection; my face glued to the plane window, holding back happy tears and giggles, with two seat mates asleep on each other and snoring loudly. Arrived at Maria's, coming full circle, to birthday cold pizza and bourbon. Couldn't ask for anything better <3
And home again, home again, jiggidy jog I was.
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