Home sweet home

The picture today might be boring to some, but I'm grateful to be able
to take it. I've been trying not to plan too much ahead this trip and
that non-planning took a little bit of a toll today. The plan this
morning was to take a leisurely drive down the coast, see point Reyes/
muir woods and make it to San Fran by 2 to drop off the car. I only
had two things to do before I dropped off the car, find a hotel (I was
tired last night and the internet was giving me fits, overwhelming me
with options but not the ones I thought I wanted) second to-do was to
ship the box of wine I bought yesterday. Easy right? Drove down the
coast. The navigation on the phone, when I had a signal, said i'd hit
town by 1. Sounded like plenty of time to stop for a quick bite, make
the hotel decision while I ate and maybe even find a shipping place in
the same town. There were no towns! The coast road was the curviest
I'd been on so driving was a litlle slow, still should have hit town
by 1:30, which actually I think I did. Coast was pretty, but I'm over
the whole driving thing. Gave up the idea of eating before dropping
off the car because I had no intention of hauling a box of wine and my
suitcase through town. I used the handy dandy gps to locate a mailing
service, found it, phone battery died. Using gps in coastal, hilly
areas eats up batteries. Still I was at the mail place, however all my
addresses were on the dead phone. Back to the car, found the cafe I
ate at Monday that had outlets at every table, charged battery, found
new place to ship. Oh, fedex/ups/usps can't ship wine, ugh! Decided to
return the car slightly late, lug wine, find hotel over a very late
lunch. Car place was very nice and asked if I needed a ride anywhere,
I knew the hotel that I was going to try for so I had them take me
there. Of course they were full, I was going to cry. Looking back, it
was 3 and I hadn't eaten anything since 8, low blood sugar might not
have helped my mood. They found me a hotel a half block away, for a
good price, that in the end I like the looks of better than the first
place. It's named hotel vertigo because the movie was filmed here.
Rest assured I ate a sandwich, went to see Harry Potter to let my mind
take a break and now I'm in a much better frame of mind.
Forgot to mention mom and dad, there's a box of "olive oil" going to
be delivered to you on Tuesday. One small box, no wine clubs like my
brother.