I first saw the ocean when I got to Half Moon Bay, just a few miles south of where Chelsea and Andrew live. The air was infused with eucalyptus and sea salt. I was grinning ear to ear because I had done it. I had driven across the country all by myself. I cheered and through my arms into the air through my sunroof in triumph.
I drove north up the Pacific Coast Highway to get to Pacifica. I had a hard time looking at the scenery because the road was so narrow and windy on the sea cliff that I had to spend my time concentrating on the road.
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