From Bakersfield we drove south to Thousand Oaks (I could live there...) for the evening and then back to Diamond Bar. The next morning I put on my heavy sweaters and boarded a plane for Baltimore by way of Phoenix. The temperature in Phoenix was 55° and I figured it was Mother Nature's way of easing me back into the snow and cold of home.
The southern California adventure was one of the best trips I have ever taken. My sincere thanks to my traveling companion/driver for a wonderful time.