Move-In Week - Tuesday: Lot's of car, cows, food and sea lions

DISCLAIMER: I suck at taking pictures so for the most part you get pictures I pull off the internet. Deal with it.   

   So my family and I drove up in two cars, Harrison and me in my car and Mom and Dad in another. Before we left for Santa Cruz around 10 I stopped at the Jamba Juice on El Toro and got to see the greatest people waiting outside GameStop for GTA: V. So many silly boys that were just so cool and so excited to see in-game boobs. And that was the last glimpse I got of my hometown. 

     The drive up was alright; it took us about 9 hours including breaks, and two of those hours were spent just getting past LA. When the traffic finally let up, I admittedly took longer than I should have to get back up to speed and my mom promptly called Harry to tell him to tell me to either speed up or move over another lane. That's right folks, my mom was backseat-driving from the backseat of another car. Astounding! driving through all of the farmland was cool until the wind got so strong that it moved my car sideways. Not like, over a whole lane but enough to make my tires screech the most god-awful screech in the world! There were lots of furry cows and cows with really long horns. I liked them. Man, driving through all of those farming towns was crazy; I can;t even imagine how different life must be growing up in one of those towns. Are those people even technically in the same century? I doubt it. Might as well be aliens living in the middle of California :P 

     We were staying at an inn that was right on the beachfront by a boardwalk and pier, and we got dinner at this AWESOME place called the Picnic Basket. It's a little sandwich/salad type place that get's a lot of its produce local (a lot of places in SC get their stuff local actually, since SC is surrounded by farmland), and after a day of Carls Jr and potato chips it felt good to  eat a salad. They also make their own sodas and stuff, but the most impressive part was that the restaurant was completely run by college boys. We went their again for breakfast and there was never a person working over the age of maybe 24. After that we walked along the pier and there are a ton of sea lions that just hang out on the bottom of the pier that are very loud and fat and funny. 

   And then we slept. I'm not being graded and I hate conclusions.