After leaving Dillard and LA, I headed down by train to visit Myrrh and Warren and their son, Ch-chə (nicknamed after his pronunciation of the sound of a train--his favorite thing in the world at the moment). We visited the Mission San Luis Rey de Francia, which was founded in 1798 (the church was built around 1812).
It is ever so sad--the interior is being renovated, so you can only peak into the church.
We walked around the grounds--there was an old washing area, and a cemetery and a fountain. There was also the oldest pepper tree (in the state? in the world?--wikipedia says the first Peruvian Pepper tree in California), but that part was closed off too.
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I LOVE THE BOUGAINVILLEA
I always panic when I forget their name. And then I just think, "Hopkins knows. I can ask her." And then I don't worry about it.
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