“The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step”…
In our case, the journey began with 2 adults, 2 children, 1 dog and 1 cat all stuffed into my little car for a cross-country drive. It took three days to cross nine states, and somehow we all managed to stay sane. The drive started out with everyone excited to begin our trip.
Utah, of course, was lovely with it’s rock formations.
Wyoming has rolling hills, majestic mesas, snow capped mountains in the distance, and blue skies that seem to go on forever.
It’s really no wonder why the original cowboys fell in love with the scenery of the Wild West.
I never realized just how much of the United States was devoted to agriculture until I drove through Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, and Ohio, and realized they all looked the exact same — Lots and Lots of farmland!
Pennsylvania provided a change of scenery with its quaint towns sprinkled through the Appalachian Mountains,
and its pink-hued sunsets.
Of course a long distance trip provides some logistical challenges… like how to sleep in a bed full of bed hogs,
always being prepared to pay tolls,
and combating the on-the-road-grumpiness that inevitably sets in.
Luckily, Middle America is full of quirks that help keep the drive interesting….
There is a random Lincoln head statue in the middle of Wyoming’s forest.
Nebraska is a veritable gold mine when it comes to sight seeing from the road: there is a T-Rex ready to make a meal out of unsuspecting vehicles, a crazy looking church in the middle of no where, a bridge with a Pegasus leaping off of it, and a silhouette of a coyote greeting the moon (or in this case the bright blue sky).
Of course, there are also those little oddities you come across when you least expect them… like a bright yellow classic roadster filling up at the local gas station, what appeared to be a giant hippo covered in a blue tarp being hauled down the highway, and a truck stop with an eh-hem interesting name.
There were two great things about this drive. The first was spending an unusually long time in a confined space with my family (and having not a single yelling match!), and the second was arriving at our destination.
Home, sweet, home… for now.