A moving truck in Utah that was filling its tank beside us.

An orka wears Alan's hat outside our hotel on the border of Utah and Nevada.

You can tell we're in Nevada: casinos!!

Finally made it to California! Brian wears the hat in front of our pile of boxes.

John hides Alan's hat among other hats at a flea market in San Jose.

This nice lady played along with our hat-stealing game.

Ben insisted on getting salame from Molinari's while in San Francisco, so the hat had to come along too.

The hat went on wild adventures with Ben after he delivered me safe and sound to my new apartment. Here is Jack London's home.

Ben's aunt and her kitty sport Alan's hat.