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When I finally got out to stretch my legs in Kent, WA everything was white. A thin layer of snow and ice covered everything, causing me to shiver a bit with my bare paws. We looked pretty silly pulling into the hotel parking lot with a 7'11" surfboard strapped to the back of the truck. I scurried inside Kelly's temporary suite and ate some popcorn while she looked for apartments and got ready for her first day at Boeing.
So I left Arizona for the Golden State - and found myself in the heart of it. I spent my time in the truck, going from surf-spot to surf-spot watching the "beautiful people" of Los Angeles County. The best parts of my California experience were the San Diego beaches and jumping unexpectedly on Kelly's friend Matt - the worst part was trying to breathe the smog. My foray into the land of the stars was short-lived however because after a couple months I found myself being packed in with all of Kelly's belongings as she left for the clean air and evergreens of Washington State. We fought through truck-shaking sandstorms on the 14 hour journey to the Northern California border, where we paused for a couple days at her parents' house in Crescent City.