I'm still processing the road trip. Really, it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I challenged my fear of heights twice and lost only once. There was much barbeque consumed, history seen, a guy in a moose hat, amazing views from the tops of mountains and the bottoms of canyons, everyone's favorite Utah game: "Crazy, or Mormon?", seat dancing to the 80's station on XM, outrunning of weather systems so intense that we followed a storm chaser through one, ghost towns, long hikes, buffalo traffic jams and many discussions on the genius of Quincy Jones.
Boston feels more like home than I ever expected it to. Our neighborhood is some odd cross between the old U Street corridor (jazz joints, a fish market that actually serves crappy sandwiches, an A.M.E. church on one corner and a Baptist one on the other) and the Upper East Side. If I say something sarcastic, someone comes back with an equally sarcastic reply. There are two Dunkin' Donuts within walking distance.
After seeing so many new sights, it's a wonderful thing to finally be home.
- our national parks are amazing. Go. Go to them now. I don't care which one. Just go. - wasting water is for dummies. - T-Mobile has service approximately nowhere outside of a city. - real hiking requires real hiking clothes. Like skiing requires boots and kayaking requires a paddle, old New Balance won't cut it. - Both of us can be out and about at 6 am. Really. I'm not "awake", per se, but that's a technicality. - subnote: while hiking, Clif Bar "shot bloks" are great. Everything else Clif still tastes like rice and sand. - Alex will have all the good photos of nature. A cameraphone just won't do for most of this, but you can see a few odds and ends from the road (when I DO have service) here. - Oh, and turn off the computer and go outside and play this weekend. I promise, it's totally worth it.