We had a little change of plans. The humans decided to skip Fresno and drive right through to Gilroy CA, the Garlic Capitol of the World. Seriously, you can smell the garlic as you drive in to town. Oh yea,…. the drive. It was the first time we caught weather since we left Boston, just a little rain, that formed a beautiful rainbow that stretched across the highway. Leaving Bakersfield was miles and miles of cherry groves. From saplings to mature trees all starting to bloom, looking like white puff balls as far as the eye can see. The groves turn into rolling hills covered in a vibrant green carpet. I am amazed how the grazing cows could stand on such steep hills.
Gilroy for being the Garlic Capitol of the World, surprisingly, has very little restaurants that embrace the whole garlic thing. Since it is Friday, we opted for Italian. We found a great pizza joint, Pinocchio’s another NYC Italian who relocated to a small town, glad we sniffed him out.
I am happy to say tonight is our last night in a Motel 6. Some have been great some not so great,
but that is a whole other blog. We will be staying in the city until we take off for Maui in a week. That way I can get my paws on urban sidewalks and sniff a few public parks. There is talk about a vet visit, my last check up for the trip. I am sill not getting in that crate!