We wake up in Santa Paula with little sleep, having arrived at 1am earlier that morning. Trying to save some time, we opt to have Starbucks make breakfast for us. But where is it? In the local Von’s grocery (yeah, we had never heard of it either). I do laps in the parking lot waiting for Becca to return with the juice that moves.

One hour and fifteen minutes to go… and we had just that. In an RV.

By the way, when the signs say “truck route this way” and you are driving a 30 foot… that includes you. Doing 65 on an incline and long swooping curve had the RV sliding/drifting a little. Imagine if you were hauling avocados?

Speaking of… 7 avocados for $1. Wow!

Needless to say, we get to the wedding a few minutes late, BUT that’s okay. Everyone seems to be following along.