13/6: Well, we were coming from the east and should have taken another route. But it just felt wrong. So we took a detour and arrived in San Francisco in style – accross the Golden Gate Bridge. With “San Francisco” by Hello Saferide playing on Hanna’s phone for the third time that day, of course.
It felt big. And life threatening. I couldn’t handle the traffic, we were about to get into serious collision related trouble twice on the freeway. Did I mention I just got my license in February?
But we made it. We even found the car rental office. The meter in our beloved silver Toyota Camry told us that we had driven 1448 miles. 2330 kilometers. Eight days of driving. It felt unfathomable. And now we were in San Francisco.
Katja Malmborg 