Category: D-Day

  • The Remains of D-Day

    There are no butlers in Bakersfield. There is, however, the Steak & Grape.  This proved to be an unbelievably friendly bar/restaurant tucked away in a mall (where else) in a part of California heralded by highway signs telling us to expect unusually heavy dust for the next 40 miles. The steak was actually good (not…

  • Anticipation 

    The children are ready to go. Hard Hittin’ Wife, not so much. Nor Dad, really.  I still need to eat lunch. Can’t navigate hangry.  Eventually, though, it’s off to Bakersfield, CA. Home of….what, exactly? Last year our first stop was Martis Camp, in Colorado, at our friends’ gorgeous house. (Hi, Kawajas!). This year, evidently, we…

  • Franklinsanity Redux

    At long last, the wait is over. All 17 of our readers – give or take 15 or so – will once again be able to enjoy the rich experience of family travel with two dogs and two kids across the USA.  Vicariously.  Car is more or less packed. It’s a bigger car:  Toyota Highlander…

  • 2:24 PM, somewhere past Vacaville on I-80 N. Let’s clarify a few things. ABOUT OUR CAR: A VW Tiguan, according to Car and Driver Magazine, is “basically a Golf on stilts.”  So, that’s our x-country vehicle, folks.  Not really all that roomy.  Yet It’s nice and black and brand new (for some reason the people at…

  • 1:04 pm, CA-37 N.  Heading to Tahoe for a weekend with our friends the Kawajas. Quinn, The Empress, already flipping through her new Star Wars activity book.  Which appears to make R2D2 noises with every page turn. Teddy obsessing over his dog coloring book – and map of the US.  He’ll color in each state…

  • 9:42 AM.  What a start to the cross country trip! In the last twelve hours, I’ve comforted the Empress twice due to undisclosed but clearly terrifying dreams; stared at the ceiling; listened to the dogs snuffle in their sleep; written and delivered an 8-page memo of assignments to my team (literally, they asked for it);…