Desert crossing
Well, for the two of you who read this blog who I'm not in regular email contact with, yes, The Texan and I survived our trip across the desert. We arrived in Vegas around 9pm last Saturday, and my first thought when I stepped outside the terminal was why in the world they had heaters on, the wind was so fierce and hot (think it was around 105 degrees). We had an awesome dinner at an only-could-be-in-Vegas restaurant (the Peppermill, whose indoor "greenery" had to be seen to be believed), then went straight to bed. The only good thing about getting up at 5:30 am was that we got up before Dust Bunny and Roadrunner's cats got frisky.
But the drive itself wasn't that bad. On the first day, we drove to and on top of the Hoover Dam. I've been told that traffic there is intense. Well, go at 7am on a Sunday and it'll be surprisingly light. We also drove to Flagstaff, Arizona, which you may recognize from a certain song lyric.* It's quite purty there - pine trees, mountains, fresh air, and best of all, cool temperatures. On the way out, we also drove through Sedona, which has red rocks reminiscent of the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs. I understand that it's where McCain has a summer home, and it does have that kind of super-wealthy on vacation sort of atmosphere.
The second day was mostly spent driving through West Texas. Not the most exciting scenery there is.
It wasn't until hour 18 of our trip that the Texan goes, hmm, I know they said that the cruise control doesn't work, but let's just check it out anyways. And behold! A Texas-sized miracle, as the cruise control supposedly had been dead and unfixable for the better part of a decade. Of course, it would've been nice to have learned that earlier in our trip, but at least now we know.
And we're absolutely delighted with the Neon. It's 13 years old and has 150K on it, but it's in really good condition and runs very well. There are a few things here and there that need to be fixed, but overall I think (knock wood) it's going to work out nicely. Nothing like a two-day, 21-hour road trip through the desert in August to find out if it's going to hold up under duress.
But the drive itself wasn't that bad. On the first day, we drove to and on top of the Hoover Dam. I've been told that traffic there is intense. Well, go at 7am on a Sunday and it'll be surprisingly light. We also drove to Flagstaff, Arizona, which you may recognize from a certain song lyric.* It's quite purty there - pine trees, mountains, fresh air, and best of all, cool temperatures. On the way out, we also drove through Sedona, which has red rocks reminiscent of the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs. I understand that it's where McCain has a summer home, and it does have that kind of super-wealthy on vacation sort of atmosphere.
The second day was mostly spent driving through West Texas. Not the most exciting scenery there is.
It wasn't until hour 18 of our trip that the Texan goes, hmm, I know they said that the cruise control doesn't work, but let's just check it out anyways. And behold! A Texas-sized miracle, as the cruise control supposedly had been dead and unfixable for the better part of a decade. Of course, it would've been nice to have learned that earlier in our trip, but at least now we know.
And we're absolutely delighted with the Neon. It's 13 years old and has 150K on it, but it's in really good condition and runs very well. There are a few things here and there that need to be fixed, but overall I think (knock wood) it's going to work out nicely. Nothing like a two-day, 21-hour road trip through the desert in August to find out if it's going to hold up under duress.
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