Back where I belong

I'm back in California. What a trip it was! What did I do after last post? Boy, what didn't I do!
I stayed with cousins, my brother, my other brother, and then my sister.
I went to another concert.
I went to Wyoming.
I saw went to the movie theaters twice.
I ate at little diners.
I made sugar skulls.
I got lost too many times to count.
I shouted abuse at haunted mill employees.
I stayed up in to the wee hours of the morning with my cousin.
I enjoyed the views of the canyons.
I saw my friend Kristi.
I watched an entire television series via Netflix instant.
I celebrated Giants baseball.
I had a blast.

The trip ended because my grandpa passed away, and while that was sad he lived a long and great life and passed peacefully. My grandpa was always a hero of mine and I feel so privileged to be related to him.