To make a long story short (then spread it out over a few blog parts) I am helping a friend bring a just-purchased truck back from Salt Lake City to Atlanta. Let’s call this friend “Ruben”.
I will be riding wingman. Shotgun would mean I was just riding. Not so. I am driving in shifts with Ruben in hopes to get the truck back by Saturday evening.
It’s approximately 1900 miles and at this point, depending on weather, we are not sure exactly which route we will take, though through Grand Junction to Amarillo and I-40 will most likely be the smartest more scenic route.
At the moment I am sitting on Flight 195 waiting to depart to Phoenix for a layover. Hopefully sleep will be my initial task.
Let the adventure begin!
Though old news by now, our trip to the Four Corners was off by 2.5 miles.
According to the article below, the monument is placed in the wrong spot. Oooops!
Interesting enough. And funny that all those people before and after us taking their pictures on all fours were actually doing so for naught. You might as well do the same thing in your living room. The significance is about the same (well, not as much because most of us don’t live in either of those 4 states).
AND some other rebuttal articles…
Due to the up and down of the Monument Valley, my mobile blogging was not happening. We barely got a room in Page, AZ!
Note to self… when in the desert and you have bars on your cell phone, pull over, stop and call the hotels before they fill up. ESPECIALLY on Labor Day weekend!
So the day went like this:
By the way… I recommend stopping to watch a thunderstorm in the desert. Very cool!