The Cancer Tour
The Cancer Tour began for Dad in San Fran. While Mom worked away at her work conference, Dad spent his days gettin' pedi's and drinking champagne. I traveled south with a packed full Jeep and Sir Harrison Dog. In pursuit to pick up Dad from our cousins in Burlingame, CA. I reached Geri Anne and Jim Martin's on Saturday around 3p. 670 miles down. We commenced to drinking wine, eating what was arguably the best lasagna I've ever tasted, and chatting in our own private backyard bar into the wee hours of the evening. Dad and I loaded up and were south bound by noon on Sunday. And officially had began our 1,755 mile adventure. Our first stop, Gilbert, Arizona. We trucked it on Sunday. Clocking 14 hours, consuming a shit ton of beef jerky, some side-of-the-road grapes, and a loooooott of Joe Rogan's podcast. By 4am we were checking into our first hotel in Arizona. And even Harrison was dog tired. (ha, get it.) Monday was spent with my friend of 14 y