Our time in the Los Angeles area is fast drawing to a close. We have had the most wonderful time here. Our friends Grace and Rick have been tremendously generous, providing us not only with a place to stay, but with fantastic food, and some very fun activities in the area.
Our mini Knox College reunion was delightful. Spending time with Grace, Kim and Laurie brought back many fond memories of our time together thirty (!) years ago in Galesburg, IL. It certainly doesn't seem possible that so many years have passed. Time just seems to melt away.
While spending time with old friends was definitely a real treat, for me getting to see Benjamin was the highlight. The riders were supposed to arrive at the Santa Monica pier around 3 pm on July 3 so we spent the day wandering around the always entertaining Venice Beach before walking to the pier. For those unfamiliar with Venice Beach, it is a wild place full of the most unusual and oddest assortment of people imaginable, probably the best place for people watching anywhere. At any rate, Benjamin called to say they were running three hours late so we slowed down our pace. And then we waited and waited before the cyclists finally arrived at 7:30 - "decycles time" as Benjamin put it. Despite the long, cold wait what a joyful reunion!
Since Benjamin's return we have watched excellent fireworks in San Pedro, spent a day at the beach (Rick brought all the toys including a surf board), and traveled to Huntington Beach where we got to watch some real surfing. What fun.
Tonight marks the end of our journey away from home and tomorrow we begin the long haul home with a relatively short drive. First stop will be the desert where we will visit with my aunt, Ethel Mae. After so many weeks of cool, sometimes downright cold weather, I am not prepared for a return to heat - dry or otherwise. Both kids are ready to get home and have unsuccessfully begged for airline tickets home. I, on the other hand, am ready to begin anew.