the cabins. My room mate and I discovered that we had
something in common--we both used to live in Rochester, NH--at the
exchanged e-mail addresses and still keep in contact.
Villa Hostel kitchen.
were I was when we learned about the World Trade Center.
Someone came into the kitchen and told us about it. There was
no television so we sat around the radio to try to find out more
about what was going on.
dining and livingroom area.
this path to the top of the hill.
from the top of the hill.
on the highway.
got in an accident. While driving down the highway at 70 mph, the
cars in front of me were swerving left & right. I didn't
know what they were swerving to avoid until it was right in front of
me--a huge bail of barbed wire was bouncing down the highway toward
swerve because their were cars on both sides of me, so I hit it
straight on, slowed down when it was safe, and pulled over.
wedged tight under my car. Had a hard time pulling it
out. Thought for sure I'd get at least one flat tire--nope,
nothing! Everything was fine!
Big bail of barbed wire that wedged under my car while driving down
the highway. Well, it looked bigger before it got crushed by
promised a friend of mine that when I got to California I
would find an old mission and buy her a rosary.
the map and found that the closest mission was San Juan
Bautista. So that was the next stop.
learn more about the mission, check out thier web site: