On the Road Again....
This trip.....gads! This trip did NOT start off well. Ok, lets start with Saturday. I'm UP out of bed and MOVING (sans coffee) by 8:15 (that's AM mind you). Coffee and breakfast (compliments of Burger King), and only 3 short (SHORT I tell you) errands later, I am home by 10 am and loading up. I HAVE to be on the road by 2 pm (to be at the Oakland airport by 3:30 or so). The chiropractor offers to come in on his day off, so I have to factor that in. At 1 pm, I have run out of room. At 1:30, I'm near tears. At 3 pm I get cracked by the Chiro. At 3:20 I'm on the road. That's 1 hour and 20 minutes after I should have left. My parents plane is due to land IN TWENTY MINUTES!!! I may be a few minutes late.
Ten minutes into my drive (and more than one bout of road rage at those who haven't figured out that green means GO!!), the box that is on top of the Envoy with the roof-top carrier (not IN it, WITH it). The box that I *knew* was a risk putting it up there. The box with the majority of my kitchen (including the all necessary coffee pot). Ten minutes into this drive, this box was shared with all of hwy 132. So now, I'm probably going to be very late. I salvage what I can (most important were my good kitchen knives.). Get back in the car. And drive. This was day one.
Day 2 begins much better. A night of sleep, in the Sierra's, georgous scenery of....well, trees. Notice I say it begins better. Not long after lunch, Mom starts to feel not so bueno. We arrive in Salt Lake City Sunday evening. Here it is Monday night, and we are still here. Of course, there are worse places to have to stay. The good news is Mom's feeling better (24 hour something). It also gave me (with much needed help from Dad), the chance to repack the Envoy. It's much more organized, and not so squished. Salt Lake City, by the way, kind of an interesting place. Flat, almost desert like landscape, with these fairly large mountains (that still have snow on them) in the background.
So, we are off again in the AM. Despite all of this side-drama, it's not been all that bad. There's still pleanty more do drive, do and see.
Keepin' you posted from the heart of Mormon-land.
Ten minutes into my drive (and more than one bout of road rage at those who haven't figured out that green means GO!!), the box that is on top of the Envoy with the roof-top carrier (not IN it, WITH it). The box that I *knew* was a risk putting it up there. The box with the majority of my kitchen (including the all necessary coffee pot). Ten minutes into this drive, this box was shared with all of hwy 132. So now, I'm probably going to be very late. I salvage what I can (most important were my good kitchen knives.). Get back in the car. And drive. This was day one.
Day 2 begins much better. A night of sleep, in the Sierra's, georgous scenery of....well, trees. Notice I say it begins better. Not long after lunch, Mom starts to feel not so bueno. We arrive in Salt Lake City Sunday evening. Here it is Monday night, and we are still here. Of course, there are worse places to have to stay. The good news is Mom's feeling better (24 hour something). It also gave me (with much needed help from Dad), the chance to repack the Envoy. It's much more organized, and not so squished. Salt Lake City, by the way, kind of an interesting place. Flat, almost desert like landscape, with these fairly large mountains (that still have snow on them) in the background.
So, we are off again in the AM. Despite all of this side-drama, it's not been all that bad. There's still pleanty more do drive, do and see.
Keepin' you posted from the heart of Mormon-land.
posted by Julie at 7:33 PM
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