So back up about 4 weeks.
My mom and I enjoyed an unseasonably cool week in Kansas (THANK GOD) while selling her stuff, packing and cleaning her house. But by the time we left Lawrence it was sweltering. We were not sad to leave 100+ degrees and 80 percent humidity, not at all.
Thankfully we had a full-on midwestern buffet at mom’s sendoff.
But after all that chaos the drive really was peaceful and beautiful.
I was heartened to see that wind energy has really taken off in unexpected (albeit incredibly windy places) like western Kansas and Wyoming. Wind farms made for spectacular sunsets.
Charlotte only wanted to be in one place: on the passenger’s lap. She’s a great traveling dog, just along for the ride.
We stopped in Denver to visit my sister, dad and stepmom. Wish I could have stayed longer, but not this time.
We kept remarking on how much taffy there was at truck stops.
On day 2 we made it to Salt Lake City just as a storm threatened to make our drive a lot scarier. But instead of hitting us we just drove alongside the storm, which was really kind of cool.
The cheap hotel I picked was pretty awful, but had the benefit of making us leave extra early on day 3. We were so motivated to get home to Mike and Harper that we barreled through the salt flats (isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?) and arrived at home before Harper’s bedtime.
It’s been a tough few weeks, but it was all worth it for moments like this.