This is sadly my last day in California. I’m not happy that I leave tomorrow, but it was nice to be here.
On my first post on this blog I promised not to get political, but let me just say that today is the day the caravan reached the mexican border, and was tear gassed. So on this last day I was kinda worried that some Mexicans might get mad, and start a riot. So I played it safe just in case.
My day was good. I would not at all call it a special day though, because I did what I normally do at home. As I get older I’ve realized that when I travel, it’s really just like being home, but in a hotel.
Thank God for my life, the good, and the bad. He has a plan for me, you, everything, and everyone.