Day One and Two

Day One: Los Angeles, CA - San Jose, CA - Salinas, CA

11:00ish AM PST: wake up

First thoughts upon waking up:
Betsy- "How many vodka shots did I take?! I lost count at 3."
Amanda- "WHERE'D THE OZMA PILLOW GO??!!"

The next few hours are a blur, spent sweeping, mopping, washing and re-washing dishes (and by dishes I mean mostly cups and shot glasses), and running up and down Betsy's stairs packing the Focus.

2:15ish PM PST: Swing by Carrie's apartment to say goodbye and enjoy a delicious breakfast/lunch/afternoon snack of tater tots.

2:45 PM PST: On the road, stopping for gas in Oxnard, CA. Bonding with Nancy, our GPS, begins:

Name: Nancy Nuvi
Age: roughly 1 year. We think.
Favorite cartoon character: Rosie from the Jetsons
Pet Peeve: When Betsy and Amanda miss an exit... Which happens often.
Favorite Starburst Flavor: please turn right, and, turn right.

Don't be fooled. She can be a snob.

9:15 PM PST: Arrive at San Jose Skate to meet up with Say No More

Free skate rental with admission to the show. Free rollerskating?! We're sold. Say No More plays their set, Boots and I continue in our skating excursion. Then its off to the Pedrazzi Ranch to indulge in some roasted marshmallows and (uugghhh!) Crown Royal.

I have to take a minute and recall a quote from Peter to his Mom the next morning:
P: "Look Mom! You're up beer! That never happens!"
M: "Yeah! You're right! But I bet I'm down whiskey..."

Continuing on. You'll notice some interesting things in the videos. Things like recurring southern accents. This became a habit that was apparently extremely hard to break. Irritating, however entertaining.

I can't express enough, how good it was to see old friends and meet new ones in that one night. Betsy said she felt like we were the Salinas version of The Hills. LC should have been in the bathroom crying. She would.


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Day Two: Salinas, CA - Sacramento, CA - Dixon, CA

Nothing could have prepared Betsy and I for day two. Not even a shower and clean clothes.

After enjoying a delicious breakfast prepared by Peter Pedrazzi himself, feeding the horses, and meeting Mr. and Mrs. Pedrazzi, we embarked on a tour of the ranch. Armed with nothing but a cooler of Coors Lite, The Format's ep, and a rifle (which we never touched, I promise)("I'm sitting next to a cooler of Coors Lite and a gun and I'm having a good day!" -Betsy), we were set to go. I can't begin to explain how taken back we were by the views of the ranch as we drove up the mountain. We knew Peter grew up on a ranch, but we had no idea that he had so much land to run/drive around on as a kid. People could be so lucky.

We ended up at his cabin at the top of the mountain in just enough time to get an interview from him and learn more about the ranch before his family (probably the sweetest people in the world) drove up to enjoy a Father's Day BBQ. We were given a further tour of the land, breifly visiting Mount Toro (a lookount point during war times to see ships roll into Monterey Bay) and The Rock House (where we think cheese was stored and Peter so daringly once spent a night on his own).

After a trip back down the mountain and yet ANOTHER shower, Boots and I were off to Sacramento to seek the wireless internet gods. They never showed. In fact, I think they damned us. Off to Dixon, California.

Our friend Andy (with whom we had very little time to spend, unfortunately) was sweet enough to meet us at a club we never entered (we fell asleep in the Focus), and lead us back to his place in Dixon, where we enjoyed chips & dip and an episode of Engaged and Underage ("Oh! It is love!") before, yet again, wiping out. Thank you, Andy, for your floor. And your broken clock. We will always love/miss you. :)


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Cheers,
Betsy and Amanda

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