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 years, Marissela, and her family. We saw her new home, had milkshakes and her 4 kids climbed all over Dad like a human jungle gym. 

We said our goodbyes to Marissela and Arizona and hit the road again. Determined to put a dent into the long stretch between there and our final destination. We drove through AZ, and hit New Mexico. Watching the craziest lightening storm either of us had every seen. 

We woke up in New Mexico on Tuesday morning determined to hit the road early and get to Texas. There was bbq to eat, ya know? 11p and we were pulling into my new apartment complex.
Austin, we  m a d e  it! 

The next few days were spent eating bbq and drinking margs. The gang and I rolled Dad down to 6th street, where naturally, he was the life of the party. 

Reluctantly we dropped Dad off at the airport Friday afternoon (after a final round of bbq). Looking forward to having him back down south in February for a comedy show. 

I wasn't sure Dad and I were going to make it 4 states, 1,700 miles, and 4 days locked in the Jeep together. But it's hands down one of my most favorite memories we have. 

So thanks for being my road dog, HeavyD.
I love you. Even though you made me listen to a 3 and a half hour podcast with Ted Nugent... 👀


Next stop on the cancer tour? 
Vegas, BayBeeeee