Road Trips : Pictures from the Sierra : Page Two
Saturday 11 January 2003
I didn't sleep well (even after staking out my own miniature bed), but we got out at a reasonable hour and had breakfast at the corner diner, marvelling at the light fixtures, the space-age sign, and the cheap food. Afterward, we speny way too much money on books and old road maps and other stuff downtown before driving up Highway 50 for a quick look at the snow. We ended up going all the way to Lake Tahoe, with Mark clutching the wheel to avoid black ice all the way back...
Saturday night's dinner was pizza at this semi-redneck sports bar and pizza parlor, which was at least slightly more appealing than it sounds. After dinner, we explored Placerville some more, watched a little TV, and slipped into our respective miniature beds...
Historic spot, historic town...
He drove. I took pictures...
Fredo is buried somewhere in that lake...
Mmmm. Neon...
Daunting mountains...
The Placerville Penis. I think it was supposed to be more yule than tool, but I'm not sure...
Sunday 12 January 2003
Sunday morning brought more free pastries, a Mexican breakfast, and laundry with the locals (which is fast becoming a vacation tradition). We headed back to san Francisco early in the afternoon, stopping in Sacramento for a Wal-Mart run and in Isleton for a crawdad melt. Of course, we made it home in time for The Simpsons, even though we were too tired to care very much...
It was a good weekend...