This week, my husband and I and our two children moved from the West Coast to the middle of the country. Goodbye California coastline, hello cows and corn!
We packed in one day.
We drove our two vehicle caravan through California, Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, and Nebraska for the next four days.
On the first day of driving, we made an unscheduled restroom stop at a gas station in the Truckee area. My husband climbed out of the 16 foot truck and noticed this:
Unfortunately, the nearest roadside assistance was over an hour away.
However, our long delay actually turned out better than we could have expected.
We were lucky, not only because we noticed the tire problem before we had a blowout on the road, but also because there was a restaurant next to the gas station. Donner Pass Pizza, owned and operated by a native of our home area, kept us warm and made us feel at home while we waited nearly two hours for our tire to be changed.
We enjoyed pizza, minestrone soup, sourdough bread sticks, and some of the most delicious homemade french fries I have ever tasted. I would have taken a photograph of the fries but they disappeared pretty quickly and I didn’t get nearly enough of them.
There was a pool table, which saved our children from getting too bored. We even saw some of our first snow there.
Thank you, Donner Pass Pizza!