Fallbrook Exit

Posted on January 26, 2004 in Partnership Travels - So Cal

We left the Welk Resort before nine. I pulled off Interstate 15 at Fallbrook so I could travel to Oceanside on State Route 76. A hand-lettered sign at the end of the ramp offered grapefruit and seedless tangerines. I took a left. After I crossed the bridge, I said to Lynn “Please don’t buy apples in plastic bags just because they are cheap. Cheap apples taste cheap.”

She said nothing. Our eyes veered right where cars and sports utility vehicles crowded a tiny burger stand which was closed because it was Sunday morning. A gas station reared up immediately after that. I didn’t see more than two people at the station. There was no church or restaurant or other structure to explain the fullness of the parking lot.

The road dragged us past a cut which was old enough to have pale blue-green agave growing out of it. “My poor honey,” I said to Lynn, guiltily.

She replied “My poor honey.”

It was another one of those arguments that we are always having. Quietly spoken. Without rancor. No recriminations except against ourselves.