DAY 5:The majority of our last full day in SD was spent at the Yacht Club swimming with Reese, Lansing & Finley. It was the perfect balance between relaxing & fun; a great way to end the trip. Thanks, Heidi and Gregg, for letting us take advantage of your membership!





DAY 6:
Kevin always drives the entire way home, which I love because I can actually sleep from 4 to 7 am. We made it over the Grapevine and stopped for breakfast at Starbucks, which was much healthier than it sounds. Plain oatmeal with nuts, yogurt & berry parfaits, and
Odwalla. Beats disgusting
McDonalds any day! Well, another hour up the 5, and a mysterious indicator light suddenly illuminates. I scramble to find the owner's manual (remember, we're in a rental), and Kevin slows down a little, pulling to the right lane, just in time for a major tire blowout.

All of our disorganized luggage out of the trunk, and onto the dirty freeway shoulder:

Spare tire out:
(*Note the bare feet. Kevin and I are sctrictly flip-flop wearers. We brought just one pair each. We both managed to lose them on the last day. Luckily, we're totally cool barefoot, too. No big deal just for a car ride, right? So we thought.)

Handy husband fixes the problem in no time:

Traveling a whopping 50 mph on our spare, I finally found the right section in the manual.
"Would it be helpful if I told you that warning light indicates low tire pressure?"
Yeah, maybe if it came on more than 5 seconds before the tire was ripped to shreds. Roadside assistance was useless, and we ended up being sent on a scavenger hunt, until finding the most ghetto tire shop ever, in the middle of nowhere:

Well, it was a good thing we did, because there's no way the donut would have made it the 200 miles back to the Bay. $160 and 2 hours later, we were happily back on the road. Camden summed up the whole experience perfectly:

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Another awesome San Diego trip, thanks to Mom (Mimi) and John (
Gramps). And after almost 12 hours in the car, home sweet home felt
soooo good!