Had me a wild day full of firsts.
Woke up at 2:30am. Left by 3.
Hopped a jet (3 total) for the first flight ever.
Saw Phoenix and Oregon for the first time.
Saw the ACTUAL FREAKING END OF A RAINBOW.
It landed on a barn at exit 88 of interstate 5, just fyi.
Drove through the jaw dropping Cascadia(I think) mountains. (a first).
Saw the Ocean. Surf beating on the beach. Sunset on the water. (First)
Am now standing on the ring of fire in Gold Beach. (First first).
It’s now 7:30, but two time zones away, so my day has been 19~ish hours of travel.
Feeling wiped out and great at the same time.