We said farewell to Sacramento with breakfast at an English pub, Fox and Goose, in the downtown historic district. Don had a bagel and smoked salmon, and I had smoked herring with eggs and potatoes – delicious.
We left our car at the hotel in Sacramento, and flew to Portland. It’s just too far to drive there, and after the traffic in San Francisco, we’re ready to not drive for a few days. We’re staying with our niece and nephew in Portland. Don took a picture of our road food! Usually for lunch we just have snacks.
So, I’ve forgotten to tell you about a big source of frustration and disagreement for us, on this trip. We have a new Garmin, because we didn’t want to just rely on maps, a turn-by-turn Trip Tik from Triple A, and GPS on my IPad! It’s overkill, but it’s the way it is. I consider myself a pretty darn good navigator, because I’ve been doing that function on road trips, since I was seventeen. By the time we got to California, I was having some significant differences in trip mapping, with what I thought was the “Garmin Bimbo.” It had to be unplugged several times, and exiled to the floorboard, just to save our marriage. When we started our disastrous day trip to San Francisco, we decided to call Garmin support, because it was clearly having major problems. I mean really, it had us mapped on a 430 mile course, to make a 70 mile drive. It seems that Don had gotten a little over zealous when he did the initial programming, and had deselected highways as a route of travel! Well, it kept routing us off the highways that I was sure we should be traveling, and Don thought it had figured out a better way to get us to our destination. Let’s just say, you would’ve started drinking, if you had been in the car with us!