First crisis! Schlepped our massive amount of luggage out to the car this morning only to find it dead as a door nail. Since it has keyless entry, we had no entry! The town which has a population of 50 or something, was deserted on Memorial Day. Tubby, from Mr. Tow finally showed up, displaying his ass crack and jumper cables. Jim left the parking lights on so the battery was dead. Tubby gave us a jump and off we went. We did see some gorgeous country as we drove through Utah and Wyoming (between raindrops). We were shocked to see all the gambling in Utah. Who knew? Tomorrow is the last day of the road trip. It already feels like we have been gone for a year or more so it’s hard to fathom the trip is just beginning! I’m already anticipating the nightmare of the dogs, the plane and luggage. We traded two suitcases in for a new massive one we bought in San Francisco. It reminds me of the kind used to dispose of a body ala “Rear Window.”
Crazy is good. Embrace the insanity. You already have the perfect attitude for adventure. Couldn’t be happier for yooz.
80 East Cheyenne is the most thrilling highway sign I have ever seen!
Hey Ray! You did it! We’re in contact. You’ve joined the 21st century and nobody could be happier than me. Lots of love and stay in touch. xx
Happy Birthday Jim
Oh what gift was Tubby!!!!!
Have fun you guys….will follow
(Love the Louvre pic)
I am thrilled to have found your blog! And also in complete stitches over your travel escapades and hilarious comments! I hope you make your flight without any further drama and all goes well between here and Paris. Hugs to all of you and Shane says “woof, woof!” XOXO