150 miles of miserable traffic, but then..
Like a shimmering oasis in the middle of the desert, at the 151st mile we spotted a giant billboard for Peggy Sues Fifties Diner- 9 min away. After lots of "puh-leaaaaase can we stop? Can we, can we?" Emily reluctantly pulled over. YES! This is cause for victory arms!! Peggy Sues did not disappoint. Em got an old fashioned coke and I scientifically inquired about the differences between shakes and malts. Malt is Whoppers guts. not much of a whoppers fan myself, more of a snocaps gal. Chocolate shake it is! we sat at the bar and munched away on our lunch while observing the signs and people around us. Waitresses were in teal and pink uniforms straight outta Happy Days. Records and old pictures hung on the walls and when Bob Dylan came on I forced emily to take a picture. 4:16pm-curly fries, chocolate shake, bob dylan. Life high point.
Upon investigation, wediscovered there was even an adjoining gift shop that sold poodle skirts. What one would need a poodle skirt for in the middle of the desert I don't know, but there was a moment of consumer temptation on my part. A nice Peggy Sues patron took this snapshot for us next to the ice cream parlor:
Out back was a little area that looked like a mini golf course sans golf. A big stage was blaring BayCity Rollers so we had to do a little dance and take a short stroll before piling back in the car.
Current tally of detours: two. Sandwich, Ill to take a picture of sandwich high school and peggy sues fifties diner because it was advertised as 'nifty'. Like a moth to the flame,I cannot resist dated expressions.
Emily and I are now fighting with traffic as we near our final destination for this trip: sunny san diego. There's a cooler packed with waters in the backseat and rumors of a Water Game are currently in circulation.. Stay tuned.
After all the detours, traffic, and visits along the way, we finally pulled into San Diego late Sunday evening. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It was great walking into Miller's Field to find Jack and Chris and just know that we were actually at the last checkpoint. However, after seven very long days and over 3000 miles traveled, we were two very tired travelers.
We're kicking around San Diego today--beach, zoo, and all things sunny. B-)
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