For Memorial Day weekend, I booked an impulsive flight to Woodland, CA. I bought my tickets on Wednesday, packed Thursday night, flew down Friday evening, flew back Monday evening. It was a quick trip, but I had a great time seeing my Grandpa and Grandma and visiting w/ my Aunt and Uncle and staying on their farm.

I greatly enjoyed the change of context from my day-to-day life and the change of scenery. Woodland is much more of a farm town than I realized. I enjoyed the silence compared to city life. No cars streaming by on the highways as I lay sleeping. No distant city lights brightening the sky. Instead, you can hear animals, insects, and the wind.

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