Surfing dogs…best friends and our best friends…dog-loving restaurants and hotels… There’s much to tell (and show), but the San Diego adventure begins with — what else? — the story of driving with my car-averse pup. The drugs The day before we were scheduled to leave, I tried Xanax, the latest vet prescription, on Frankie. It…
Car travel, Part 5: Why driving won out
I let my reservation on Southwest from Tucson to San Diego lapse because of: Money Part of it is my fault. I came up with the idea of flying too late to be eligible for the 14-day advance fares that ordinarily make the trip from Tucson to San Diego so appealing on Southwest. But no…
Car travel, Part 4: Maybe I should fly?
I woke up this morning with a sense of dread — not uncommon, I admit, but this dread had a specific source. I’m planning to leave on Wednesday for San Diego to attend the surf dog festival and I’m worried about the drive with Frankie. It’s not a terribly long trip from Tucson, about 7…