On the Road
Dec. 13th, 2007 04:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minimidimationsToday ended up being way more of a road day than I expected.
After going to the post office and knocking out a few boring errands, I finally headed out... I made a small detour and stopped by the Antelope Valley Inn Best Western in Lancaster.
I wandered around the pool area for a bit. It was quiet, almost empty. The late afternoon light made everything feel strangely calm.
Once I was back on the road, I passed this water tank with cherries painted on it, and that alone was enough to make me pull over. The signs along the road promised fresh cherries, local produce, and most importantly fudge. I had high hopes.
The place was Murray Family Farms, from the outside it looked cozy and inviting, like one of those places you expect to smell like fruit and sugar the moment you walk in. Sadly... there was no fudge inside. I checked. Still, the stop was worth it.
After that disappointment (I’m still thinking about the fudge), I kept driving and eventually made it to El Pollo Loco in Gilroy, right at the 152 / 101 junction. At that point, food was non-negotiable. There’s something incredibly grounding about eating fast food on a long drive.
-Cassie
After going to the post office and knocking out a few boring errands, I finally headed out... I made a small detour and stopped by the Antelope Valley Inn Best Western in Lancaster.
I wandered around the pool area for a bit. It was quiet, almost empty. The late afternoon light made everything feel strangely calm.
Once I was back on the road, I passed this water tank with cherries painted on it, and that alone was enough to make me pull over. The signs along the road promised fresh cherries, local produce, and most importantly fudge. I had high hopes.
The place was Murray Family Farms, from the outside it looked cozy and inviting, like one of those places you expect to smell like fruit and sugar the moment you walk in. Sadly... there was no fudge inside. I checked. Still, the stop was worth it.
After that disappointment (I’m still thinking about the fudge), I kept driving and eventually made it to El Pollo Loco in Gilroy, right at the 152 / 101 junction. At that point, food was non-negotiable. There’s something incredibly grounding about eating fast food on a long drive.
-Cassie
