Walkabout on Wheels

So on Tuesday morning we set out for California. The drive was beautiful. It was a sunny day, and the sky was so blue it almost hurt, a stark contrast to the bleached rock of the desert. We had good directions to follow, but the Truckee/Lake Tahoe area is strange. The exits seem to pop up out of nowhere and lead to nowhere. The off ramp curved all the way around and back under the highway onto a fairly narrow road into the forest. Tempted though we were to turn around and find a cell phone signal. We stuck to it and found our way to Stephanie's house. For those of you who do not know, Stephanie is Evan's girlfriend.

We made it there safe and sound, and Brian backed the trailer into her driveway. She was still at work, and Evan had to go to school, so after lunch at a nice Thai place called Dragonfly, we went our separate ways. Evan headed to Reno, and we headed to the skatepark/playground in Truckee. Zorah had a wonderful time running around there, of course. Moreso, however, because this time there were kids to play with. This little boy named René followed her around for at least an hour. I had another cute picture of them on one of those rocking Barneys, but for some reason, when I load it into this blog, it comes out sideways. Beats me. As soon as I figure that out, I'll put i in. After a while, Ian was finished with the skatepark, so he and Brian took a ride in the jeep.

We had dinner at a really nice place on the mountain called Cottonwood. Expensive, but nice. Truckee is a small town not far from the lake, and it seems that the prices reflect that. Still, it was great to sit on their deck overlooking the town and eat good food. We returned to the house and chatted with Evan and Stephanie for a while, then went to bed. It had seemed, I think, like a long day.