I write a personal blog about my adventures – and misadventures – on the road, not to be confused with my eponymous consumer advocacy blog. Please stop by and catch up with the latest. It’ll be fun.
I’m in Monterey, Calif., this week, which like many parts of northern California is lined with awe-inspiring cliffs that plunge into a cold Pacific.
What if everything ended now? What if I stopped publishing a consumer advocacy website? What if I quit holding companies’ feet to the fire in the pages of the Washington Post, USA Today and in my syndicated columns?
The next segment of our cross-country adventure starts on Tuesday. It’s a three-month trek across California, Oregon and Washington. We’ll be in Alaska for September, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
We spent last week in Temecula, Calif., an area known for its excellent wine. My brother graduated from San Diego State on Sunday (go Aztecs!) and is headed overseas to teach. I decided to stay on for a few days and show the kids a little part of Southern California.
If you’ve ever found yourself at a crossroads without directions, you probably know about the uncertainty. Is the Google Assistant correct — should I make a right turn? — or do I follow the road signs?
We arrived in Prescott, Ariz., late yesterday after an exhausting six-hour drive from Albuquerque. It was the final segment of our 2,193-mile move.