Disneyland, 83 degrees outside, and I didn't even go across the street to Disneyland. I went to the doctor yesterday in Las Vegas, diagnosed with bronchitis, given four prescriptions, told to stay away from smoky rooms (therefore, no casino time for me.) I had big plans to write blogs every day but the bug didn't allow that. Tomorrow we head for San Francisco. I knew I was in California when the waiter at the next door Denny's called me "Amigo."