We had been told by many different people that the things we would see on Route 1 would make everything we previously witnessed pale in comparison.
All of those people were right.
You know how people say that things are "breathtaking"? Well, I was literally having to remind myself to breathe each inch that our car crawled up the coastline.
My parents honeymooned at Big Sur, and I spent a lot of this drive thinking about them, especially about my dad. This was the home of many of his heroes; this was the birthplace of many of his favorite poems and novels. Every once and a while during this trip I would think about my dad, but this was the first time that I missed him a painful amount. I would love to be able to tell him all about this crazy journey and about all the things I had seen and the people that I had met. I always felt that he was a little jealous of me for being brave enough to live in the Czech Republic, and I know he would have loved to live vicariously through me on this trip as well.
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