On Satuday, Lea came over to our house and we ventured to the 52: From Sea to Santee party going on ON the new part of the freeway extending to the 67. I mean, how often do you get to walk on a freeway when your car isn’t broken?
We tried to park (as per instructions) at the Sonrise church, where there were shuttles to the freeway. That place was paaaaaaaaaaacked. Nary a spot to be had. Instead, we ended up by the McDonald’s on Cuyamaca, and just walked. And walked. And then Lea heroically jumped out to push a guy’s truck that had broken down at a light while Mike and I stood dumbly and were like whaaaa? Anyways. We were on a freeway!
Also noted, almost all people were walking the way that the traffic would drive. We decided to be rebels and walked against the flow.
The picture is a little difficult to see, but if you could zoom in, you’d see a massive crush of people on the other side of the road where they had a festival set up.
Anyways, we walked around for an hour or so and then headed back to the car. We managed to avoid eating anything at the party, because Mike and I were going to a coworker’s party in the afternoon, and we knew we’d stuff ourselves silly.