With each and every family member in attendance (all three of us), we set out on our long trip home. Our car was filled to the very top with red and white moving boxes, various types of candy, and a few Good Housekeeping magazines to help pass the time.
To make sure we arrived at our correct destination we made sure to bring our –seriously- outdated atlas, along with our GPS that has the voice of Yoda.
We were on our way back to Arizona.
The first day of driving was sunny and beautiful. A perfect road trip pep talk. I was excited for the adventure, watching the world go by. Feeling free. Limitless even.
Days like this are dangerous for a dreamer like me.
I have thoughts like, Let’s just keep driving. With absolutely no destination in mind. We should drive until we find the perfect place! We’ll just know it when we see it.
All the while, Ryan, the realist, is thinking of ways to shorten our trip by driving through strictly cornfields.
I love driving through new places, even if it’s just seeing them off the highway. My brain needs that. I need to see how others live. Get out of my own little box now and then.
I figure, the more we learn from others, the more we get to know ourselves. And from that, the more we get to know the world we live in.
It makes me wonder how many people have drove down this road before us? How many have taken this same exact trip? And what for?
Were they sight seeing, moving for a new job, searching for love, running from the law?
Thinking about it makes me feel like a tiny little spec in the grand scheme of things.
A tiny, happy to be on a road trip with her husband and son, little spec.
CAUTION: FOG AHEAD
According to a local (the guy at the front desk of our hotel), this type of fog is normal here.
For miles and miles, we could barely see anything in front of us. This stretch of highway took First Prize, in The Scariest Part Of Our Trip.
Plus, we we hadn’t seen any other cars for quite some time, which made it even more eerie.
I was preparing myself for some kind of ‘The Hills Have Eyes’ creature to come crawling out of the woods, grabbing for our car.
We finally made it to Kearney, Nebraska.
(Without any creature sightings.)
When we drove to our hotel (which was really nice btw), all we were able to see was the road directly in front of us. After about three car lengths, it was lost in fog.
So, you can imagine our surprise, when we woke up and saw an entire city around us.
We were happy to be able to sit down and enjoy breakfast together, instead of once again eating fast food.
For me, there is something about eating at a restaurant early in the morning. Refreshing almost. Not being a morning person, I feel as if I have so much more time to accomplish whatever has been on my to-do list.
I’ve been meaning to make a bench out of wood pallets.
Oh yeah, I wanted to make my own hand scrub...
Maybe I should recover that lampshade.
Or spray paint random furniture. Yellow.
Make a mirror out of spoons.
Mod Podge everything.
Make a light shade out of chicken wire.
Learn to crochet.
Remember why I hate crocheting.
Make my own gift bags.
Paint a chalkboard wall.
Or not accomplish anything, and just be excited for the breakfast potatoes.
After breakfast, we were back on the road again.
Noticing anything that didn’t resemble flat ground. Trying to remember that I wouldn’t see this everyday, so I better take in. Even if it’s just a simple river running underneath the road.
Mama horse, and baby horse.^
THE MOTEL SIGN
No, we didn’t stay here. I just fell in love with their big beautiful sign.
Something about it is so interesting.
If only It had been a little smaller. I would have ignored that exquisite No Trespassing sign, cleaned it up, and took it home to hang on my wall.
NOW ENTERING COLORADO
OUR HOTEL EXPERIENCE
This time it sent us to The Crowne Plaza, in Colorado Springs. Sounds fancy right?
Yeah, not so much. Our room was nice don’t get me wrong.
Looked clean, nice comfy bed, the price was good.
It must have been the GINORMOUS [dead] moths we found [inside] our room, and the urine stains on the back of the toilet that we didn’t prefer.
-Just keepin’ it real.-
Needless to say, if you know me at all, you know that I won’t be dealing with any of that.
Dead moths are not something I like to see in a hotel room, but staying there would be do-able. Ryan could put them outside, we’d be grossed out but still have a nice stay.
But the toilet thing… I have seen enough Hotel Impossible episodes on the Travel Channel (LOVE that show) to know that house keeping is not doing their job.
Applause to anyone who cleans things for other people, because Lord knows, doing it for my only family is hard at times. So, you are all awesome, and appreciated. With that said,
I had to say something Ryan had to say something.
And you know what happened…
They gave us a romance suite!
Downstairs there was a pull-out bed, a flat screen t.v., a desk, a bathroom and shower. Along with a patio looking out to the pool.
Upstairs, there was a beautiful soft bed, another flat screen t.v., two sinks, a bathroom, and a giant tub.
On second thought, I would like to hug the house keeping person who forgot to clean our last room properly.
Because there is no way we would have ever paid full price for this room.
Crowne Plaza of Colorado Springs, you are forgiven. And Hotwire, you’ve done it again.
I love cows. Maybe it’s because I’m from the country. Maybe It’s because I’m a vegetarian. Maybe it’s because it reminds of when I was an intern at FARM SANCTUARY, one of the greatest places on earth, or maybe it’s because they are just so cute. Either way, when I see them, it makes me happy. Like a little kid happy.
I’m lucky to have a husband who will roll his eyes, and then hesitantly give into my “Let’s just go say hi, just for a second.”
Which kind of worked out, because what road trip is complete without a pit stop to catch a beautiful sunset?
I COULD DO WITH A LITTLE LESS ROCK. AND I DON’T MEAN MUSIC.
Well, it happened, the old rock to the windshield thing.
It takes the #2 spot for The Scariest Thing To Happen On This Trip.
Luckily it’s just under where the GPS sits. So Ryan can’t even see it. It could have been right in the middle, or shattered it completely. Although, it will eventually need to be replaced, I’d say we were extremely fortunate.
Next up, is ARIZONA! And our pictures from when we went to see a [HUGE] Meteor Crater in the Arizona desert.
TO BE CONTINUED…