November 12, 2020
We are on the road back home. Decided to go the back way, through Ramona, Julian, San Ignacio and other high desert towns, before dropping into this fancy, schmantzie berg.
Of course we were social distancing all the way and truth be told, I didn't stop at any places I normally would, like museums, wineries, roadside cafes or even roadside attractions. But it was delightful to see all those ranch towns teeming with life amidst the pandemic.
This is the view from our room. Dogs are so amazing. Look how happy that boy is.
Heading home today. Book is done and so is my so-called vacation. Ha. I worked every day of it, but then that is my MO: work until there is no more time left, then stretch that and work some more, but then stop, ideally, just before the angry mutiny and the divorce papers. I'm not proud of this but it's the truth.
"Work is only work if you'd rather be someplace else."
—Old Vaquero saying