It should suffice to say that I had a
blast with Grandpa IG. We hopped on a local (and
high speed) antique carousel on Day 1 of the trip. I'm not sure he ever really recovered. Then, I got to drive in the Mercedes all around San Diego. Of course, in reality, the car never even started -- and if it had, I would have been combined to the underground garage, but it was cool nonetheless. I am told that after we left, and Grandpa finally had the chance to start the car, that the music was blaring (and playing rag time stuff, interestingly), the wipers were on high, the AC was on max, the hazards were going and when those were turned off the left blinker was on, and there was a very pleasant lady from
On Star asking why she had been called fourteen times the day before without a single response. Cool. And, by the way, who says I like buttons and switches?










Love you. Hope all is well where ever you are!! XOXOXOXOXOXO. TSG.