Trek West: Chowchilla Essay....cont.......from weeks ago....

The hours on the road went surprisingly fast as we battled sun glare, moods, stiff sitting bodies formed to the shape of a Jeep chair, and brain boredom. We just wanted to be settled, at ease, free of the past six months of glorious preparation, excitement, and expectancy. Settled into our new home, our new job, our new life.

After a rather uneventful venture through the plain states of Kansas and Oklahoma, Texas brought us to life with it’s unique Rt. 66 side shows. The Big Texan was home to us for a few brief pictures and restroom visits. Unfortunately, the 96 ounce steak was not our cup of tea at this point in our heavy state of determination to one state alone. A large jack rabbit, 90 foot cross, and petrified forest summed up our speedy Rt. 66 push.

The back of the Jeep served as a pig sty to our current necessities and boundless trash throughout the trip. Mary also took the liberty amidst the pig sty for several long, hot, and irritable naps. Many of which Casey very innocently endured the rath ignited by the continuous drum of "window-down" gusts of wind, exploding trucks roaring by, temperature hot then cold, and Casey’s sleep-prevention radio blasting. (........more....to.....come.....)

Tricia the sister in law............what is your problem!??!? HA!? What do you mean the blog is boring?

Next time, don't send a messenger to do the dirty work of insult deliveries!