California

California here we come right back where we started from.... That is really how the whole trip began. Boy driving 11 hours on that fateful Friday was a beast. I say fateful for a couple of reasons. First big up to Ivy and Zach for letting us stay the night at their house before we left. Anyway back to my story we started driving and like an hour into the drive Natalie was already asleep. Hahahaha. The salt flats are pretty eventful if you know what I mean.

Finally we got to Carlin. I was feeling lucky so I put a quarter into a slot machine that Natalie picked out and I became 40 dollars richer. Natalie looks so young that the lady managing the casino asked to see some identification.

We got back on the road again. Rick and Roger told me that my car probably wasn't overheating and that I was crazy. Nat said it was running pretty hot though. So a homeless man helped me take off the radiator cap and put it back on and then we were back on the road.

When we got to Rocklin we had tons of fun with Katie Techau's parents. They cooked us dinner and played catch with us and they even stayed up late and watched a movie. We had tons of fun with them and they are such gracious hosts.

The next day we drove down to Union City to see my mission president. We had to be there in about half an hour when Nat told me we still had at least 70 miles to go. We later found that she was using the wrong scale on the map. Hahahaha. Thankfully we got there with plenty of time to spare. When we saw a sign for Bart that just said ba, she claimed, "No Trevor that sign is for Bank of America." She was wrong.

We had tons of fun with my mission president. He is an amazing person and we are so glad to have him back. Not to mention Sis. Gingery. She is so awesome and all missionaries were so glad to see her again. That really was the highlight of our trip.

While in San Francisco we went to pier 39 and Ghiradelli Square and a seafood restaurant. Nat hates seafood. I loved the coast because even though it was summer it was still really cool and nice and humid. Didn't Mark Twain say the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in San Fran? If not I just made that up and it sounds great.

Sunday Nat and I bummed around a park and slept outside like a bunch of hippies. I wanted to play some more catch but no one had brought their baseball mit.

Pres. and Sis. Gingery spoke in church and they had a fireside. I know it seems like I'm ripping on Nat, but just one more story. We were sitting in the side pews when I asked her if the first two rows were reserved for missionaries. She told me no! Anyway I guess they were and we got front row tickets to the fireside. It was a lot of fun.

We drove home after the fireside and waited in stand still traffic. It was terribly fun at 11 0'clock at night. We arrived in Rocklin and went to bed. The next morning we made the long haul back to Provo. Overall tons of fun. Pres. and Sis Gingery are the best, and the best desert was the Ghiradelli mint chocolate chip ice cream. Also thanks to all the people who made it possible. Big up Big up Big up!!!