Friday morning started well, with the temperature in the mid-40s. We returned to our routine. Becky played pickleball and I had a session with Kurt at Gold's Gym. The college football highlight was UCLA beating Kansas State in the Alamo bowl.
Saturday was a pickleball tournament that Becky played in. She didn't win anything. For shame!
Saturday afternoon, we dropped off the dogs at The Grand Paw again so we could leave early Sunday morning for the 138-mile trip to Gladstone's in Santa Monica. On the way back from dropping off Ramsey and Kelsey, we opted for dinner from Panda Express. The Panda Express in Indio was mobbed so we settled for the one in Palm Desert, which was, well, deserted.
Gladstone's was the selected site for lunch with Barbara Coad and Alan and Chris Buckelew. We realized we hadn't seen Alan and Chris in more than a year. We sat at an outside table facing the beach. It was a glorious day. And it was fun seeing everybody.
On the way to The Jonathan Club in downtown Los Angeles for the night, we stopped at The Jonathan Club at the beach for a drink and to watch a little of the Lions/Cowboys NFL wild card game, which, sadly, the Lions lost after leading for most of the game. I'm not a big Lions fan, but: a) I really dislike the Cowboys, and b) It would have been the first playoff game the Lions had won in 23 years.
We realized the downtown JC dining rooms were all closed, so we had to scrounge for something to eat. (Lunch would not take us all the way to morning.) By chance we learned that the bar was serving free sandwiches, advantage of which we took. We slept well and long. Monday morning, we left for our RV park at 8:00 and watched giddily as commuters heading the other way fought the bumper-to-bumper traffic on I-10. We stopped for breakfast at the Bob's Big Boy in Calimesa,
then arrived at the RV park to drop off our stuff, and finally went to the Grand Paw to pick up Ramsey and Kelsey. On the way back we stopped at the Indian Waters RV park so the dogs could relieve themselves in the dog run there. Finally, we got home for good.
The first order of business was taking down the Christmas decorations, except for the lights on the oleander bushes that separate us from our neighbor to the north. We'll leave them up for a while longer.
Tuesday morning, we had an RV detailing service show up to wash and wax our rig. They did a great job.
After playing a couple hours of pickleball, Becky gave blood Tuesday morning and I worked out with Kurt Tuesday afternoon. Becky had given up on trying to find a copy of The Princess Bride locally, so she ordered a copy of it from Amazon. It arrived on Tuesday. We'll see how long it takes us to actually view it.
Wednesday morning I went to Dr. Czako's to have blood drawn for my annual physical. That night I went to the Desert Sleep Institute for an apnea study. I spent the night in a strange bed, without my usual "nightcap," and I didn't fall asleep until after one o'clock, and thereafter slept fitfully. According to the tech, I "passed" the test, whatever that means.
Thursday morning, I arrived home at 6:30 and immediately fell asleep. Not long after, I was roused by Becky, took a shower, and we left to meet Valerie Masi in La Quinta for another training session with Ramsey.
I was exhausted from my night of little sleep, but we made progress, anyway. I cancelled my visit to Kurt later that day due to exhaustion.
That afternoon we got an email message from Nicole Rambaud, our guide when we were in France last fall, detailing the events in Paris earlier in the week. She lives only seven minutes away from where the main terror attack took place. She said it was quite frightening to be there.
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