Tuesday Rachel had an MRI in Riverside for her persistently painful knee, and this gave me the perfect excuse to meet my dear friend Emily Blunt there. With her brother's GPS mounted on the windshield, we explored the little city that would seem so much bigger if it weren't squished in between L.A. and San Diego.
After lunch at an odd little place called Papi's, Emily suggested we find the top of the hills that rose at the edge of the city. Like a light switch, the recent rain had turned the brown a lush green, and before we knew it, the greater Riverside area spread below us.
We had dinner with her brother and sister-in-law, and stayed the night at her other brother's empty apartment. We shopped and talked and caught up and had coffee with my parents. I love looking at the world through Emily's eyes.
That night our family attended a Christmas Eve service and then headed home for fondue.
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