The berries that we pick ourselves? Nowhere. Just some produce inside a little market with some bad jerky that the boys fell for. But, it was fun seeing G take time to smell the flowers. :)
And the girls just had to sit in the hand chairs. The boys wouldn't since the chairs were surrounded by corn and chickens. City kids. I left wondering how a friend just a couple days earlier found a Chick fil a in Bakersfield and we found a stinky teeny tiny petting zoo with fruit you don't pick yourself. haha
It was fun watching A throughout the entire trip reading a new series, by Chris Stewart that he got for his birthday. He would be reading in the car or with the lamp next to his bed late at nights.
As we drove along we found a fruit stand along the side of the road and we got some amazing nectarines and some spicy pistachios to send C.
Finding our hotel was good and the kids couldn't get in the pool fast enough. So funny. Ready to head out to San Fran in the morning.