After my backpacking adventure, I headed south to Lassen Volcanic National Park and found a sweet free campsite just outside the park. I thought to myself, "Oh my word, it feels so good to be back in my own bed!" There is a reason my friends call my car The W. :)
I woke up at 3:30 to the sound of coyotes howling. So eerie and awesome. Perfect for my last night of camping.
I didn't spend too long at Lassen... I've been there before, and the hike I wanted to do was way on the other side of the park. Plus I was anxious to get to my Aunt Deborah's house in Sacramento.
Here are the things I love about Aunt Deborah. She is wise, and straight-forward (you never have to guess where you stand with her), and has a strong faith, and gives good advice, and makes cinnamon rolls in the waffle iron. She also has a really funny husband named David, who says "bitchin'" a lot. We stayed up late talking, and I kept thinking, "I love you, you're the best, I'm so happy to be here." Supposedly I'm an empath, and she has certain skills, too. So I was hoping she'd pick up on that.
I drove all the way from Sacramento to Phoenix the next day with one last stop at national park- Cesar Chavez National Memorial.
I got back to Phoenix at 11:00 that night. I starting typing "home," and that just didn't feel right. Phoenix is not home and probably never will be. I noticed that on my trip, when people asked where I was from, I always said, "I live in Phoenix." I didn't want people to think that I'm actually from here.
But anyway here are some stats for the trip:
8 states
6.5 weeks
7,407 miles
25 national parks
A nice trip, but I'm not ready for it to be over yet. I've still got a few weeks left of summer, which means time for more adventures!
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