Palm Springs to Paso Robles

Jill's Journal: Goodbye, Southern California. Our last days in Palm Springs were spent admiring those massive wind turbines…

…and swimming in some pretty wonderful pools at our campground. They’re filled daily with hot, fresh water from natural underground springs.

Driving through L.A. with a trailer is never fun. Does there really have to be so much debris on the road? No sooner did Rob say, “There’s so much crap I’m worried we’ll get a flat,” and we had a flat tire.

But, many long hours later, we finally made it to the Central Coast of California. That’s almost a deceptive name since the ocean is 30ish minutes away, but we’re here for the third and last time during our “tour” of the Golden State. We’re currently staying in lovely Paso Robles, which is cooler than Palm Springs, but still sunny and very warm. It’s beautiful wine country to boot.

We’re here to meet our new niece or nephew and the girls’ very first cousin, who will make an appearance any day now. We feel honored and so lucky to be here during this incredibly special time in the lives of my sister and brother-in-law. C’mon baby!