This past December I jetted off to Southern California to spend some time with my parents for eleven glorious days in the sunshine before heading up to Vancouver to spend Christmas with my brother Marshall and his family. Though this trip was long planned before the events of November, it ended up being a good and welcomed distraction following the unexpected loss of my sweet puppy Ruthie, giving me time to grieve with the support of my parents and providing some moments of great joy in the midst of it all!
Homebase while in California was Riverside, a city sixty miles east of Los Angeles and home to my mother’s cousin Barry and his family. My parents were there in their motorhome, at the final leg of their eight-month long North American tour! It was a great place to reside while adventuring around this gorgeous part of the world. First stop was Santa Monica and the end of Route 66!