I am in California!

Please see Monday’s post for a disclaimer.
And now, for some highlights of this most recent leg of my journey:

• I left Moira’s house in the wee hours of the morning
• Along the way, the craziest thing happened!
• California had the hugest earthquake and broke off the United States!
• … You probably heard it on the news, unless Bill Clinton said a racial epithet or they found that guy that killed that chick marine.
• Anyway, the rift occurred just behind me as I passed into the California border and the car behind me fell into the ocean!
• (Yes, for some reason, when the desert splits, rather than the miles of rock underneath being visible, the Pacific just swooped in to fill the gap.)
• You probably knew that I was an olympic medalist, coast guard, life guard a few years ago, so I knew just what to do!
• I called 911.
• By the time they arrived, all of the people in the car had died cruel, cruel deaths.
• I felt bad, but there was nothing I could do.
• I kept driving and arrived in Los Angeles in time for supper.
• We had Chilaquiles.
• It’s a Mexican dish that tastes yummy.
• Then I slept like a rock.
• I thought I’d have PTSD, but I mostly felt seasick.
• … I wonder if any of the people in the car behind me were cute chicks my age.

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