Salt Flats and Sleet

At last, I am headed home. Am I happy about this? Nope. I think I could be a professional vagrant, if only I could find someone to pay me for it every now and then and my kitties would get used to riding in the car. I occasionally contemplate how thick my skin needs to be to survive in this world. I always have to add a few inches for H-town. So, there is a big storm today, complete with wind that's strong enough to untwist Syd's antenna and throw salt, rain, and sleet onto my car. I wanted to make Colorado tonight, but now I'm in some hotel room in some little town on the interstate in Utah. Lots of hotel rooms - that's one pro of driving the interstate. Other pros include lots of restrooms and higher speed limits. In southern Utah a couple of weeks ago, I drove on a two lane highway that had big drop-offs on both sides, with no barricades. It was next to, or maybe part of, a road called Devil's Backbone. That not happening is another plus for the interstate highway system. Time for dinner - leftover curried stir-fry from camping - yum! Grateful for micro-fridges. Peace, yo.

Travelling to the south will bring you unexpected happiness. ~Fortune Cookie from Fernley, NV