The times they are a-changin’.
This post seems to be older than 19 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.
Sunday morning we woke up before the butt crack of dawn. Time changed to daylight savings time so we lost an hour. 5am is way to early to be awake. We packed up our stuff and headed back to Kernville. We had breakfast at Cheryl’s Diner. Then we headed up the road to go rafting. Rafting was awesome. We did some class III and IV rapids. Ate lunch then did some more rafting. We finished at 2:30pm and were on the road to Ontario by 3. I would classify the ride back to Ontario as a somber moment. People had a great time and didn’t want the feeling to away. In many ways, it was a moment of pure blissfulness.
We arrived at Ontario International Airport and unloaded the items we were taking with us. The cars left so fast that Hanway didn’t have time to get all his stuff and had to wait for the drivers to come back before he got his sleeping bag, pad, cell phone, passport, and wallet. I waited for a little while, then headed to the gate. Jeff came through a little while later. We said our goodbyes and I asked potential prom date#2. It was a no go…0 for 2. We hopped on our plane and took off for LAX, a short 11 minute 50 second flight, the shortest in the United Fleet.
After we landed, I had a short chat with the pilots. They asked about what I was doing and then inquired about the San Juan Islands. From LAX, we caught a Canadian Air Jet to San Diego, arriving at the commuter Terminal. Jeff’s cousin, Rica, and her boyfriend, Luke, were right there in the terminal waiting for us. It was a welcome surprise since, non passengers are usually not allowed in the terminal. We stopped at "In-N-Out" and then went to their apartment and went to bed.
I woke up the next morning, Monday took a short shower, had some real food and read the newspaper. Then Rica dropped is off at the San Diego International Airport.
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