It was the trip of a lifetime. People always talk about taking the ultimate road trip, but few actually do it. Well, I did it. My best friend and I loaded up the car with enough junk food to feed a small army, plenty of water and sodas, and enough clothes to last us a week. Every inch of that tiny car was crammed with something. We had talked about places we wanted to see and go to, but had no plans etched in stone and no reservations made.

It was five o'clock in the morning when we pulled out of the driveway to begin our adventure. We drove straight to the beach and turned north on Pacific Coast Highway. We did not know where we were going, but Highway 1 was going to get us there. Driving through Orange County was a breeze, but once we crossed the county line into Los An

After what seemed like eternity, fencing began to disappear, camouflaged men faded into the background and our sense of security emerged from within as the beautiful mountainous terrain returned. Then out of nowhere, signs started to appear. The first sign had pictures of gas, food, and lodging. The second read the name of a small town with a population of 43 people. Finally, our hope was returned with the third sign that simply read, 101 freeway 2 miles ahead. Finally, we did it; we reached the end of our eventful, adventurous detour.

On the left hand side of us was a never-ending body of water. The Pacific Ocean covered the ground like a giant bright blue blanket under a clear blue jay colored sky. On our right hand side were steep rocky cliffs with a few plants growing out from the cracks and crevices. On a narrow plateau between the two was a winding paved two-lane highway that we cruised down. The top was down as the bright yellow Ford Mustang glided its way along the curvy path. Sunrays were pouring down onto our skin, as cool ocean air massaged our faces and caressed our hair. Waves crashing against the boulders and onto the shore could clearly be heard as the car hummed along the highway. Even to this day, I can still remember the salty taste in my mouth and how it lingered on my lips. Most of all, I can still remember how the car filled with the aromas of the ocean like someone sprayed the scent in an airtight room. "It couldn't get much better than this," we kept saying to each other and ourselves. This was our perfect trip and nothing could go wrong, or so we thought.

Finally, we curved to the front side of the mountainside. Although it was still a narrow dirt road, we found ourselves slowly becoming surrounded by trees until we were in the middle of a forest. It was suddenly beautiful. Tall evergreens, filling bushes, and colorful flowers cascaded along two mountainsides and down through the valley below. Off in the distance the ocean could be seen between the mountains. The sounds of animals rustling about and birds singing began to vibrate my eardrums.

As we continued down the paved road, signs began to appear on the roadside. Excited, t

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