California to Vegas

My niece and nephew graciously gave up their rooms for us to sleep in. They are such sweethearts, I wish we'd had more time to visit with them and my sister-in-law than just in the morning before school.

Victor had picked up V earlier in the week for us, in the torrential rain (who says it never rains in California?). He was a big part of making Operation V work, I volunteered him for all of it without asking first and he rose to the occasion like a champ. Thanks, Vic! We all oohed and ahhhed over V while enjoying the California sun. Here is the view from Victor's house in Corona:

Michigan is pretty, but even I'll admit we don't have this kind of view from our driveway.

After snapping a few pictures we loaded up and headed to Ontario to the Volvo dealership. We figured we'd grab a bite to eat while we waited for the official 'she's ok to drive 3,000 miles.' As we mentioned in an earlier post, there were no restaurants in the area, just car dealership after dealership. The Volvo guys suggested the cafe at the Toyota dealership which turned out to be wonderful.

J.T. at Volvo was great. He was honest, informative, and went out of his way to make sure we had exactly what we needed to get on the road, even giving us a crash course in what some of the many buttons are for. Vivian's car has got a LOT of buttons!

Finally we were off to Vegas. We stopped in Victorville to get loaded up with water and snacks. I had mentioned stopping at the Mad Greek on the way, but lunch was so good no one was hungry and we had dinner plans in Vegas. I think it was leaving Victorville where I felt like the road trip was really in full gear.

"road trippin' with two of my favorite allies

fully loaded we got snacks and supplies.

It's time to leave this town it's time to steal away,

let's go get lost somewhere in the U.S.A.

Let's go get lost, let's go get lost...."