Nine hours of travel time today. No breakdowns. I miss Boolie but admit that this little bungalow is pretty cute. And quaint and quiet. I am just as excited to ravage the bookshelf this week, as Paul is to play with this sweet wooden doll house. This week's itinerary is jammed packed with sandy beach time and a lot of down time. P is so excited, it is infectious. Sometimes I remember why I love it here. But the hour it took out of LA reminded me about all the reservations I have.
My mother would be proud of me in our bungalow, I am not freaking out too bad about cleanliness..although I am sure that this place is actually cleaner then some people's houses or certain hotels (ones I won't stay in anymore). I did squeal at the giant gecko that was hiding behind the coffee maker. Seriously, giant.
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