We are on a long-awaited vacation to two states I have never seen. We left Thursday night right after work in a rental car that is birds-egg blue and oohhh so nice, a 2009 Toyota Camary. We have had great adventures--a huge rock was thrown up from a truck and struck our windshield, but we suffered no damage and we don't know how because it was a really loud "thud". We were pulled over by a Wyoming highway patrolman for speeding (we were desperately looking for a bathroom--there was absolutely no place to stop and we were in the middle of nowhere and it had been over 4 hours of nothingness!). When he asked us were we were headed we said, "to any bathroom" and he just gave us a warning, not a ticket. (whew!). Then, yesterday we were in the middle of the Big Horn Mountains on a really remote dirt road, up in high altitudes and ran into horrible road conditions with snow and muck and ice and we had to turn around and come back down. But the views up there were amazing and even though we were practically biting our fingernails (how ARE we going to turn around on THIS road???) we made it and it was well worth the journey. We have driven over 1000 miles already and plan to double that by the time we get home, but we love driving. It is not the destination that is important to Grady and me--although that is always nice--it is really the pleasure of the journey itself. We have such a good time laughing and talking and seeing the prong-horns and deer and scenery along the way.
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