What I do remember very vividly is that we headed out about 11am and made it about 10 miles before we were cut off by a semi truck. Jeremy hit the breaks and all of a sudden several warning lights turned on the dashboard. We got off the the freeway and went to the nearest repair shop where we stayed for the next 4 hours. Most of the indicators were for a freak thing that somehow a hose connected to the engine came loose, but one indicator was because our rear brakes were dangerously worn and the fluid was full of water. The bottom line is that it was not safe for us to drive and had we not gotten it fixed prior to our trip, we could have had a real problem.
Eventually we made it safely to the coast. We got there with just enough time to have a short walk on the beach before dinner and settling in for the night.
It was just a short two night stay, but we made the most of it. We started each morning with Merrick and Jeremy going for long bike rides while I walked along behind them and did my best to keep up. We played on the beach for hours, ate dinner on the beach, had a beach bonfire and made s'mores, and Jeremy fulfilled what was apparently a lifelong dream to drive a car along the beach.
The trip was over before we knew it and Merrick was very sad to go home. He cried and said that he wanted to live at the hotel. Eventually we did convince him it would be okay to go home and we actually had some fun along the way, stopping and spending some time in another beach town.
We rarely go on family vacations, but this inspired me to make it more of a priority. It was great to spend this time together before our family grows in just a few short weeks.
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