It was hard to leave the Bay Area but Ella had another destination down the road she had also longed to see.
We got a lunch of pie, cakes and milk, and hastened to the train and around four o”clock we were on our way. The view all along the coast line was simply magnificent, the palms, the cactus and all kinds of wonderful things, the orange groves and the beautiful paved roads with green trees and dotted with speeding autos were a pretty sight to see. I was saddened when twilight shadows shut those lovely things from our vision, still my brain was so bewildered by the pleasure of the day that the motion of the train soon became a lullaby. The children slept as if they were chloroformed.
Some time near three thirty a.m. Monday we passed through Santa Barbara. I have had such a longing, for years, to see Santa Barbara and now could only get a fleeting glimpse in the early morning hours.
We could get occasional glimpses of the Pacific. In nearing Los Angeles we passed through a long, long tunnel several miles in length. We were in a fever of excitement when we reached the city we had so long anticipated seeing.