June 2, 2008
I can’t believe I did it, but I did. I drove 2 long days from New York to Colorado and am still recovering from the solitude. The trip is a big blur, but here are the fuzzy details:
- Begin drive after a wonderful and relaxing weekend in Philly/New York with the fam (scored original “Doug” sketches!).
- Tolls are outrageous in New York.
- No traffic until Cleveland’s genius 35mph curve on the interstate.
- Brain is numbing after hour 7.
- If I’m forced to eat McDonald’s, I’ll have a grilled snack wrap, please.
- Stop at a Holiday Inn outside of Chicago.
- “You’re too pretty to be alone” is the line that helps me decide to order room service and avoid all possible conversation.
- Wake up to tornado watch.
- Drive nervously through thunderstorms and pull off the road due to no visibility.
- Sat in an old gas station with other sad drivers, watching the Weather Channel on a 10-inch screen.
- Rain slows down.
- Iowa is big.
- Nebraska is bigger and has a construction project every 30 miles.
- Crossing the Colorado border = instant beauty. It helps that the sun is setting.
- Call my new roomie, C-Mose, as I go over the hill viewing Boulder.
- See our beautiful home.
- Sleeps.
I’m pretty proud of myself and my Mustang, but I think he and I need a break.