This is the one where I visit California.
I took a bus load of pimply teens to Southern California last weekend. We actually had a lot of fun.
The only downer was that we left at 11pm and drove through the night…and since I was driving the bus, I was exhausted on Saturday.
The kids thought this motel sign was hillarious. We had to stop to photograph it.
The Buena Park club let us stay in their teen center.
This sight really brings back memories. How many times did we cruise down Grand Ave. Especially when we were poor teenagers, moving our car every three hours so it wouldn’t get towed.
June 3rd, 2009 at 8:35 pm
Lucky! I want to go to California so bad. Looks like you had fun.
June 4th, 2009 at 8:41 am
OMG I just have to say a few tears sprang up to see all those things again! Oh how I miss that place!!! So many memories indeed…
June 7th, 2009 at 9:46 pm
So many wonderful memories rush through my mind when i see those pictures. I must say we all were so lucky to have each other and the friendships we made there have lasted a lifetime. And all thanks to a good ol berry farm.
June 8th, 2009 at 8:13 am
My mind is flashing through so many happy memories, I can’t even pick one. I’m so happy that we all met and thankful for the friendships we made. Thanks for the stoll down memory lane. I miss you, Charlie Brown.