I've been driving up and down I-5 off and on for 10 years. Between driving to and from school and going back to see friends, I've made that journey more times than I can remember. I may be crazy, but it's one I actually enjoy. Now that I have cruise control, I love it even more. Also, since I have a new car with a larger engine, the jaunt through the Grapevine is effortless, meaning I no longer have to literally put the pedal to the floorboard. On my typical journey to LA I arrive in 6 hours or less. I stop one time to fill up the gas tank, grab a bite to eat, and make a quick bathroom stop. I have it down to a science. I was under no illusions that this would be the case when I drove down with my sister. I knew we'd be making a much-needed coffee stop, numerous bathroom breaks, stopping for lunch, etc. and I was actually okay with it. It was a leisurely drive filled with inside jokes, humorous happenings, mix CDs, and enthusiastic singing.
|The drive into P.S. - taken by my seester|
We didn't drop the top until the Grapevine and then we cruised into Palm Springs around 3PM. It was a little tricky to find the place. The directions took us to the backside of the hotel, which was strange, and even when we were on the right street, there wasn't a huge sign for us to know exactly where we were supposed to be. Finally, we figured it out, and since we weren't quite ready to hand over the keys to the valet, we parked on the street and checked in. Our room wasn't yet ready, but it wasn't a big deal; we sat out by the pool and relaxed for a few minutes before they called to let us know we could go up. Once we were settled, we got into our swimsuits and went down to the pool for a few minutes. We ended up in the bar that evening where we indulged in several of these.