Between LA and Bakersfield, I got to experience some of the legendary traffic jams the California highways have to offer. When traffic cleared, I got some spectacular views of the mountains.
I underestimated just how much I would be delayed, so I was a few minutes late. Battalion Chief Ross Kelly had invited the local media, so I did an on camera interview, fresh from the road. The photographer/reporter from the local paper, who happened to be a University of Maryland alum just like me, stayed at the firehouse for the evening, snapping shots of the guys devouring a delicious meal of fish tacos. I don't know why this dish isn't more popular outside of California, because every version I've had here has been awesome. The guys at Bakersfield Fire Station 1 upheld the California standard, treating me great all night. The "Golden State" has definitely been my favorite so far.
I'm almost sad to leave, but the journey is halfway over, and from now on every trip is heading home. I didn't realize how much I'd be yearning for home, and Stacy sending me photos of the dogs really puts it into perspective. I'll be home with the ones I love in 8 days.
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