Day 1- 1.3 miles
Today was a whirlwind. We woke up at 5AM and started to load our gear in the car. After saying good bye to our dog we headed to the airport with Hannah’s Dad. One of the toughest parts of these trips is leaving Rainy behind. It always makes me a little depressed. We made it through security at the airport with no problems and had about two hours of sitting around until our flight. I was so excited I could barely sit still. I tried taking a nap since I had really only slept about twenty minutes the night before but I couldn’t fall asleep. When we got on our first flight to Pheonix I got super motion sick. It was a long six hours of trying not to barf. I think it was due to the lack of food and sleep. When we touched down we were both starving but we only had about twenty minutes before they boarded our flight to San Diego. We grabbed some over priced pizza and ate it as quick as we could, leaving our stomachs in rough shape. The next flight went much better, aside from the upset stomach, and we were in San Diego in no time. We grabbed our luggage and went outside to catch our first bus. The next three and a half hours were surreal as we rode through town, caught a trolley, then a rural bus that delivered within two miles of the start of the trail. It was really stressful for me because we had no idea what we were doing but Hannah handled it like a champ and it all went off without a hitch. The rural bus driver was really chatty and told us all about the history and current state of San Diego’ s rural bus system. After being dropped off we organized our packs, bought two gallons of water at the convenience store and headed toward the border. On our walk up to the trailhead another thru hiker pulled up and offered us a ride for the rest of the way. We took our customary pictures at the southern terminus monument and debated our next move. By this point it was already almost 8 PM Pacific time so we had been traveling for 18 hours. We watched a border patrol agent making his rounds and decided we should at least walk a mile or so in from the border. We were both exhausted and got lost once in the first mile. We pulled over at the first flat ground we saw and called it a day, a very long day. It has been rollercoaster day and I am beat. I miss my dog. I am trying to get a grip on the fact that I woke up in a bed in Michigan and am going to sleep in a tent in California. And I am trying not to think about the having 2700 miles of walking in front of me.
Sorry about any typos or if anything doesn’t make sense I am new to typing on the iPhone and I am exhausted. If you are reading this, please leave a comment, it would be nice to hear from people early on in the hike.