California here I come (came)

This is the hotel where we spent the night. It is located somewhere in California. I give it Two point Five stars as it was clean and not unpleasant, however our room did not have an alarm clock or a trash can.

Looks like I still have some sizing issues to work out.

With the pictures I mean.

Megan claims that I have slipped back into my "aggressive" driving style.

I prefer to think of it as active driving.

This is someplace north of San Francisco.

Here are some exciting pictures of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Fog-tastic.

And how!

Here we are impersonating Asian tourists in San Fransisco.

Those are monks. We would have posed for a picture with them, however, they already had a line.

In China Town, we learned the "ancient Chinese secret" to making tea.

Megan had just had about eight cups of tea and was now ready to get in the car and continue our drive to Yosemite.

Not before pausing to reflect on our effects on the earth.