Step 1: Lots of Irish Coffee

So when I told my mom, Nance, as you’ll get to know her, I wanted to do this road trip and start a travel blog, she was of course supportive but she had one request – that I write my first entry from the Buena Vista Café in San Francisco while having an Irish coffee. I had no problem with this stipulation, as I was calling her from the Buena Vista on my second, or fourth, Irish coffee already. 

I've been living in California for about six months taking care of my 94-year-old grandmother, and seeing as she's doing better it's time for me to pack up and head back east! Haley, my best friend, sorority sister, and longtime travel buddy loved the idea of a cross country road trip and as soon as she graduated Elon, with her master's in interactive media, she hopped on a plane to San Francisco and joined in.

* Pause for a quick jam sesh to Party in the U.S.A. (yep, that actually just happened) *

So we’re now on our sixth, or eighth Irish coffee, we lost track...whoops! It's been quite the afternoon, as it usually is when you're at the Buena Vista! We’ve made about a dozen friends by this point, and we are convinced that travel blogging is clearly my calling. So I hope I’m able to provide y’all with some quality entertainment about our adventures across America. If not, then shout out to Nance, my one and only follower. Hi Mom!