Following that trip to Venice Beach, we went to Santa Monica, and Clara did another happy dance.
A few days later, we went out for dinner at Walters, in downtown Claremont, one of our favorite spots. It was delightful.
The next day I took a friend for a short hike up to San Antonio Falls, on the trail to Mt. Baldy. Most people don't know that Southern California has some pretty amazing mountain scenery.
A few days later, it was time to take the kids to Knott's Berry Farm. Unfortunately, Clara was arrested.
The trial didn't go well.
Eventually she got out, and the girls went to school.
On the way home, we stopped and Farrells and the girls got balloon animal hats.
Eventually, it was almost time to leave California, but we decided to go to the beach one last time. So we spent the day in Laguna Beach, where it was beautiful and hot and sunny and crowded and lots of fun playing in the ocean. Most of you know how that turned out. I left there with a messed-up shoulder, with two torn muscles and torn cartilage, the result of being flipped over and driven into the sand by an angry wave. Unfortunately, in all the chaos we didn't get any pictures of that day. Instead, we went to a mall so I could buy a sling and some medicine. When we got there, the sun was setting over Newport. So here's the sunset, which makes it look like the city is blowing up, which is kind of how I felt at the moment.
And then it was time to head back to Washington.
Next up: Dan's trip to Atlanta!