Mission Springs...Ice Cream!
There is no way to make a 500 mile trip in a suburban with four high schoolers and three adults a pretty thing! It was noisy, cramped and sweaty, funny and even quiet. We took US 5 from San Diego through Los Angeles up the grape vine and up the valley to Santa Cruz. The guys were really great travelers, watching movies, playing games, listening to each others' ipods on shuffle for 15 minute blocks of time and playing 20 questions.
We arrived at Mission Springs just near the setting of the sun, so that Lisa could take the guys on a hike to "her" redwood stump they climbed/fought over.
We then drove into Santa Cruz for clam chowder and a walk on the pier (interrupted by a video motorcycle race I was goaded into playing ...I race only Garrett Prather and still came in 6th!! What an insult). After walking the pier, we hit the world famous ice cream store in Santa Cruz (whose name I forgot just now) and ate some more. Tomorrow we head into San Francisco to eventually visit San Quentin Prison and see some other urban ministries.