Spring break has sprung early for the Wray family. We left yesterday afternoon and flew into Oakland, California arriving in the wee hours of the morning. Throw that time difference into the mix and we arrived at the lovely home of Brice and Neisha at 4 in the morning. We only got lost once - ended up taking the bay bridge by mistake. The toll booth guy was so filled with compassionativity as I explained we were lost. He said, “three dollars please, stay to the far left and take the first exit to turn around.” No kidding, his first words were “three dollars please.”
Beth is, I mean we, are looking forward to seeing all the California family.
I have a confession to make. The sweet, seductive call of the mac siren has taken root in my brain. I blame it all on Brad.
