Somewhere between San Diego and the I-15/I-40 split, we decided it would be a great idea to take Route 66 because what is a road trip that does not include Route 66? Lame.
7 Hours later we arrive in Las Vegas (2 hours later than planned). Love road trips! We also tried to find a ghost town and made a pit stop to gaze at the stars off Route 66. I absolutely love the night sky and Adam and I were lucky enough to see a star as it fell out of the sky.
Ok, let me back up a bit. San Diego... we arrived at our hotel. Now, we chose a hotel that was far away but cheap, very cheap. A little sketchy, but we survived two nights.
The real purpose for San Diego was to surf. I have one day of surfing under my belt from my trip to Canoa in Ecuador last year. That is it! Naturally we were awful, but we had fun! Our first day was spent at Mission Bay Park and unknowingly plopped ourselves in the middle of the dog beach. It was unique, but fun!
Somehow I forgot to put sunscreen on my legs... my pasty-white legs that have not seen the sun since last summer. Needless to say, I am in pain. However, I continues to surf through the sunburn. Ouch!
Quick rinse in the public restrooms and we hit the road for the longest trip to Vegas! Thank you Route 66!
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