Wow. Another year has flown by. Christmas has come and gone. While 2007 may have ended a little rocky, the memories that I created this past year, will last me a lifetime. I am another year older now and quickly leaving my twenties behind. But if the rest of my thirties are half as good as my first year, I am hopeful and excited about what is to come. I anticipate that this new year will be full of transition and changes. Not because I will be moving every three months, but because I have decided to quit traveling at the end of this year. Where will I decide to roost? I have no clue...I'm kinda hoping it will come to me.
With the holidays and traveling home, that has not left much time for exploring. Since I have no new adventures to share, I thought I would recap my favorite moments of 2007 and revisit some of my favorite photos.
2007 started off with my first true "out of the country" experience. I counted down to the new year in a pub in Scotland. This is where I first realized that some men can make a skirt look good. I also realized that I have a deep passion for traveling and seeing new places. Now if I could just win that lottery. When I returned back to reality in South Carolina, it was there that I discovered another passion. I love working with voice disorders and head and neck cancer patients. I finally have some direction. Went snow skiing for my first time in NC and loved it.
Took an assignment in Oregon and made a cross country drive by myself. I was fascinated by the Indians in New Mexico and was left with my mouth gaping wide open as I stared into the Grand Canyon. I imagined the life of a movie star as I explored Hollywood and Malibu, and I was amazed at the beauty of the scenery as I left Northern California and entered Southern Oregon. I kayaked through small canyons and held on for dear life through rapids. I fell in love with nature and sleeping under the stars. I crawled through caves and hiked to the summit of mountains. I played in snow and marveled at waterfalls cascading over mountain sides. I felt small as I stared up at the Redwoods and saw the most beautiful coastline that I had ever seen. I learned to salsa. I enjoyed fine wines and beautiful views of vineyards in the valley. I completed "Harvest Bootcamp" and relaxed on a blanket while listening to great music. I fished in beautiful rivers. I saw the Golden Gate Bridge and dined in the top of the Space Needle. I made a cross country drive back home with my dad...a memory that will always stand out in my mind. We saw snow capped mountains, canyons, buffalo, and moose. We gazed at Mt. Rushmore and were left perplexed by the Corn Palace. But the greatest thing we saw was home.
Fast forward to Thanksgiving and visiting with family and friends. All it took was one little fall and landing in an awkward position. So, here I am, about to turn thirty one. I have a cast on my arm because I broke my hand and my focus is now on getting adequate calcium. My worries have now shifted to how to open bottles and button my pants. I started a new assignment in North Carolina and found myself challenged to perform my job with one hand. I soon acclimated and now have become quite ambidextrous. I lost my grandmother and faced another reality that time and life don't stop. It keeps going and you have to go with it. Which brings us back to my initial subject...the new year. Did I make some resolution to exercise more? No. Although I am trying to eat less foods with preservatives. What I did resolve to do is best summed up by Max Lucado: "Love, joy, peace, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek his grace. And then, when this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest."
01 January, 2008
09 December, 2007
FINDING PEACE
TRANSITIONING INTO THIS ASSIGNMENT HAS BEEN THE MOST DIFFICULT YET. MY FIRST WEEK OF WORK I HAD A SINUS INFECTION AND LOST MY VOICE FOR 3 DAYS. AS IF TRYING TO FUNCTION WITH ONLY ONE HAND WASN'T HARD ENOUGH, TRY BEING A SPEECH THERAPIST WITHOUT YOUR VOICE. TO UPDATE YOU ALL ON MY HAND...I WENT BACK TO THE DOCTOR LAST FRIDAY. THERE WAS NO CHANGE ON MY X-RAY. GOOD ON ONE HAND BECAUSE IT HAS NOT SHIFTED ANYMORE...BAD, BECAUSE THERE IS NO CHANGE AND NO BONE GROWTH. SO NOW I HAVE A BRIGHT RED CAST (MY CHOICE OF COURSE FOR THE HOLIDAYS). I AM TAKING CALCIUM SUPPLEMENTS AND PRAYING THAT WHEN I RETURN IN JANUARY, MY BONES WILL BE GROWING BACK TOGETHER AND WILL NOT REQUIRE SURGERY. I AM BECOMING QUITE EFFICIENT WITH MY LEFT HAND. I WILL HAVE TO SHARE ALL OF MY NEW TECHNIQUES IN ANOTHER BLOG THOUGH. I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS BLOG ENTRY TO MY GRANDMOTHER, BETTY LOU EVERETT, WHO PASSED AWAY ON SUNDAY, DEC 9TH.
SHE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED AND WE WILL DEFINITELY FEEL A VOID WITHOUT HER HERE WITH US. I KNOW THAT SHE IS NO LONGER SUFFERING AND THAT SHE IS UP IN HEAVEN WITH A PERFECT MIND AND BODY. I CAN'T HELP BUT REMEMBER HER SPUNK. SHE HAD A SWEET SOUL AND DIDN'T MIND BEING THE CENTER OF ATTENTION. THE PICTURE ABOVE DISPLAYS THAT. MY COUSIN WOULD ALWAYS GIVE GRANDMAW A GAG GIFT FOR CHRISTMAS, USUALLY SOME LINGERIE. GRANDMAW NEVER FAILED TO DANCE AROUND AND SHOW IT OFF. CONTINUE TO SAY PRAYERS FOR MY FAMILY. I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS.
SHE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED AND WE WILL DEFINITELY FEEL A VOID WITHOUT HER HERE WITH US. I KNOW THAT SHE IS NO LONGER SUFFERING AND THAT SHE IS UP IN HEAVEN WITH A PERFECT MIND AND BODY. I CAN'T HELP BUT REMEMBER HER SPUNK. SHE HAD A SWEET SOUL AND DIDN'T MIND BEING THE CENTER OF ATTENTION. THE PICTURE ABOVE DISPLAYS THAT. MY COUSIN WOULD ALWAYS GIVE GRANDMAW A GAG GIFT FOR CHRISTMAS, USUALLY SOME LINGERIE. GRANDMAW NEVER FAILED TO DANCE AROUND AND SHOW IT OFF. CONTINUE TO SAY PRAYERS FOR MY FAMILY. I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS.
25 November, 2007
"LEFTY"
OUT OF ALL THE EXTREME THINGS THAT I HAVE DONE OVER THE PAST TWO YEARS, I HAVE LUCKILY NEVER ONCED INJURED MYSELF. SO WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED THAT I WOULD SIT ON MY NEPHEW'S SLIDE, FALL, AND BREAK MY HAND. THAT'S RIGHT, I BROKE MY HAND...MY RIGHT HAND. I NOW BASICALLY HAVE NO FUNCTION OF MY RIGHT HAND. SAY SOME PRAYERS FOR ME THAT WHEN I RETURN TO THE DOCTOR IN TWO WEEKS THAT HE WON'T SAY THAT I NEED TO HAVE SURGERY. I AM SLOWLY LEARNING TO BE PATIENT WITH MYSELF AND I AM LAUGHING AT MYSELF, A LOT! WHAT ELSE CAN I DO? GOOD THING I WORK WITH OCCUPATIONAL THERAPIST. I WOULD LOVE SOME POINTERS FOR AN EASY WAY TO FASTEN A BRA, AMONG OTHER THINGS! HA!
MY TIME OFF FLEW BY SO QUICKLY. I FINALLY ARRIVED IN ROCKY MOUNT, NC ON SATURDAY NIGHT AFTER A LONG DAY OF DRIVING. IT SURE DID BEAT 5 OR 6 DAYS OF DRIVING. I ENJOYED MY TIME WITH MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS AND WISH THAT I HAD LONGER. I MISS EVERYONE ALREADY AND CAN'T WAIT TO GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS. I HOPE YOU WILL ALL PARDON ME FOR BEING BRIEF. THERE IS SO MUCH THAT I WANTED TO SHARE. HOWEVER, PECKING IT OUT WITH ONLY MY LEFT HAND IS ANNOYING. HOPE YOU HAVE HAD AND WILL CONTINUE TO HAVE A WONDERFUL HOLIDAY SEASON.
MY TIME OFF FLEW BY SO QUICKLY. I FINALLY ARRIVED IN ROCKY MOUNT, NC ON SATURDAY NIGHT AFTER A LONG DAY OF DRIVING. IT SURE DID BEAT 5 OR 6 DAYS OF DRIVING. I ENJOYED MY TIME WITH MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS AND WISH THAT I HAD LONGER. I MISS EVERYONE ALREADY AND CAN'T WAIT TO GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS. I HOPE YOU WILL ALL PARDON ME FOR BEING BRIEF. THERE IS SO MUCH THAT I WANTED TO SHARE. HOWEVER, PECKING IT OUT WITH ONLY MY LEFT HAND IS ANNOYING. HOPE YOU HAVE HAD AND WILL CONTINUE TO HAVE A WONDERFUL HOLIDAY SEASON.
07 November, 2007
"FIVE SLEEP"
I can barely remember my last week in Oregon. It was such a blur. Halloween was interesting. Went to Ashland and experienced Halloween like I never have before. There were people every where and you looked odd if you did not have on a costume. Don't worry, I sported a Richard Simmons outfit and we dressed up my new friend "Erica" (aka Eric) as one of my fat, supportive fans. We had a great time, but I really didn't enjoy it to the fullest because I had packing and finishing my last week of work on my mind. It seems as if seven months just flew by. I had a blast in Oregon and wonder if I will ever have another assignment like it. While I was excited about seeing my family, I was so sad to leave such great new friends and a west coast lifestyle I had grown accustomed to. The thought of making that 3,000 mile drive back home was not as exciting as it seemed back in April when I drove to Oregon. However, that soon changed. With little convincing, I had my dad on a flight to Oregon and travel buddy to explore the northern route. We were going see areas that I had never seen before and I was going to get to spend some quality time with my dad. It took us six days and "five sleep" to drive from Oregon to Mississippi. The following is a day by day journal of our travels. I will warn you...it is long and probably won't be half as interesting to you as it was to the both of us. If you choose to continue, enjoy! Otherwise, just enjoy the pictures.
Saturday Novemeber 3, 2007
DAY ONE:
Drove out of Medford, Oregon at 7am. It was still dark. Glancing down at my mileage gage reminded me we were only 10 miles into our 3,000 mile journey. Dad and I had mapped out our first leg of the trip...our destination Boise, Idaho (pronounced Boy-see not Boy-zee). I was a little apprehensive about traveling through the mountains due to the fact that everyone at work kept asking me, "Do you have chains for your tires?" It did not ease my mind that we kept passing signs stating, "Snow area-Chains or Snow Tires Required." I watched the temperature slowly drop as we climbed up higher in elevation. Luckily the sun was shining and the roads were pretty much clear. As we drove along the Rogue River I recalled all of the great times I had on that river and in Southern Oregon. It truly was a beautiful place. Imagine my surprise when we made it to Bend, Oregon and started heading eastward...desert. Ugly, boring desert. Lots of vegetation for miles and miles resembled yellow heads of cauliflower to me. Finally, as we got closer to Idaho the scenery changed. Oregon was once beautiful again but not with rolling hills covered with trees. We saw beautiful colors layered in the rocks and plateaus and the small canyons. Beautiful. The land eventually flattened again and farmland emerged. Idaho at last. I could check another state off my list. Riding with my very agriculture minded father I learned that some sugar is made from sugar beets as we passed a large truck loaded with sugar beets. Also learned that Idaho/Oregon produce a large number of onions. Day one is complete. 497 miles traveled.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
DAY TWO:
Goal today-reach Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Back on the road early again. Saw the sun rise in the hills. I was beginning to think that Idaho was going to be nothing but plowed fields with irrigation systems and hay bales. But then we took the "Thousand Springs Scenic Route" and there was the Snake River. It does just as its name states...snakes around. There were lava rocks everywhere. We also found out why it is called the Thousand Springs Route. Along the cliffs that formed the canyon which the river ran through were random water falls. Some in the middle, some at the top, some at the bottom. The most spectacular of them all required a little off-roading. Shoshone Falls. Wow. What a beautiful sight. The sun was shining and formed a perfect rainbow across the falls. Back on the interstate the scenery began to change once again and snow-capped mountains came into view. We were nearing Wyoming. Those had to be the Tetons. No, not quite but getting closer. I noticed my my car having to work harder and realized we were climbing. We first drove over Pine Creek Pass. "Entering Wyoming." Another state checked off. Now these were mountains. We then took the Teton Scenic Route. Wow. "That's beautiful" is all I could say. A few more mountains to pass and then there we were. Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Not the bustling resort town that it probably is during the ski season but still a good amount of people out wandering around. Dad and I decided to do the same after a long ride. We walked through the town square and visited a few shops. Checked on the real estate. I think it is safe to say that I will not be purchasing a 5 million dollar home anytime soon. We also checked out the visitor center and the Elk Preserve. There were probably a couple hundred elk out in the field. According to the statistics at the center, approximately 7,000 elk will come to the valley by January. I bet that is a site to see. Dinner and to bed. Stayed at a little place called The Painted Buffalo. Made me want to see some bison. 418 miles traveled.
Monday, November 5, 2007
DAY THREE:
My car says 20 degrees. It is Cold! Goal today-Rapid City, South Dakota. Left Jackson Hole heading toward Yellowstone. Around the corner and vavoom. Now those are the Tetons. The sun was rising and providing a spotlight for the snow-covered, jagged peaks. It seemed that no matter how far we drove from the Tetons, they were always there. (Side note-not able to go to Yellowstone. Closed all entrances except the northeast route yesterday. Just a day or two short.) The Tetons eventually did disappear as we climbed higher and higher and more and more snow appeared. We entered the Teton National Forest. Mountains, trees, snow. White fields with animal tracks everywhere. Small tracks and large tracks. What could they be? We got our answer. Found two moose beside the road (the large tracks). Dad wouldn't let me get to close to them. Drove a little farther and saw a red fox out in the middle of a snow covered field (the small tracks). He never noticed us and trotted along. Made dad get out of the car and play in the snow. He was very excited to see the Extension project and the boardwalk near us. This was great. I loved every minute of it. With views like this, I could drive all day. We eventually came down out of the mountains and found red rock hills and plateaus. What a transition. A friendly man at the service station in Dubois, Wyoming, highlighted my map with suggestions for a scenic route. We drove through Wind Canyon and I think my mouth was open wide the whole time. We went through tunnels and watched the train tracks on the other side of the canyon disappear in the mountain and reappear again. This drive keeps getting better and better. We drove through Thermopolis, Wyoming and saw the "world's largest hot springs." We stopped in Ten Sleep, Wyoming for a break and saw a sign answering our question, "how did it get its name?" The Indians had no method for calculating miles. So instead, they measured their journey by how many times they stopped to sleep. Thus, Ten Sleep was named. One more mountain pass to cover. The Big Horns. Unfortunately, we did not get to view the highest point of the Big Horns. Once we reached the top, we were in the clouds. The temp dropped quickly and the trees were frozen. Uh-oh. Did we need those chains now? We inched along, the clouds broke, and the sun started shining. Alpines that looked like flocked Christmas trees lined the road. Ice covered lakes with the clouds above glistened in the sun. Time again for a change of scenery. Mountains turned into prairies. We say deer and antelope everywhere. We frequently passed large flashing signs stating "Stay alert and watch for deer." Even saw a few buffalo. Crossed into South Dakota. Yet another state to check off. 571 miles traveled.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
DAY FOUR:
Chilly! 10 degrees. Goal today-Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Before reaching our destination we had some things to see. Mt. Rushmore being one of those. I had only seen the four famous guys in pictures. Walking up to the monument through the avenue of flags, I began to realize magnitude of these sculptures and the skill it took to create them. With not a cloud in the sky, the sun was shining on Mt. Rushmore with a brilliant blue sky as a backdrop. This was of course how the sculpture intended it to be. Dad and I just sat there and stared in amazement. Well enough looking at four dead presidents. We drove through the Black Hills National Forest across the pig tail bridges and through one-way tunnels that required honking to alert oncoming traffic. I am so glad we chose to make this drive. Again, just beautiful. We eventually made it to Custer State Park which has a buffalo preserve. I was going to get to see buffalo. What I didn't realize was how up close and personal we were going to be. They ruled the road and you yielded to them. Signs stated, "buffalo are dangerous, do not approach" and I began to wonder if I was going to leave with some dents in my car. Luckily, they minded their own business. We also saw a few mountain goats. I was very content with what we had seen already but there was more to come. On our way to the Badlands, we passed about 25 miles of entertaining signs for Wall Drug. They guaranteed 6 ft tall rabbits, dinosaurs, 5 cent coffee, western wear, etc. We were both intrigued so we stopped. The signs ended up being more entertaining but I guess they worked. We stopped. The Badlands were impressive but not overly exciting. I enjoyed the many prairie dogs and their mounds along the way. One more thing to see before we reached Sioux Falls...the Corn Palace! Mitchell, South Dakota has a "palace" which is just a building but very interesting. The building is covered with murals made out of corn cobs, grains, seeds, etc. Worth the stop. 454 miles traveled.
Wednesday, November 7. 2007
DAY FIVE:
Not as cold today. Goal-St. Louis Missouri. Our hotel was off of 29 south. We figured since we were already headed south, why not continue. No sight-seeing to see today. Just driving. Iowa has to be one of the most boring states that I have ever driven through. Corn, tractors, fields, silos....the scenery never changed. We just drove and drove and drove. Finally, Missouri and then St. Louis! Whew, I need some sleep. 612 miles traveled.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
DAY SIX:
It's getting warmer. Goal-Prentiss Mississippi. Reserved a cheap room, with a hot meal and turn down service for the night. Mom even agreed to leave chocolates on my pillow. We started off the day with a walk on the river front to view the Gateway Arch. The sun was glistening off the silver arches. The trees lining the walk way still displayed the fall colors and the mighty Mississippi flowed to the left of us. We were not far from home. Crossed into Arkansas and Memphis, Tennessee. Considered stopping by Graceland. Quickly forgot about that as we crossed into Mississippi. The last leg of the trip. Six days, five nights, and nine states later, we arrived. Dad turned out to be a great travel buddy and I learned things about him that I never knew before. I can now identify rice and alfalfa and know more about hay than I ever thought I would. I am grateful for the experience that we had, safe travels, and most of all, home!
Saturday Novemeber 3, 2007
DAY ONE:
Drove out of Medford, Oregon at 7am. It was still dark. Glancing down at my mileage gage reminded me we were only 10 miles into our 3,000 mile journey. Dad and I had mapped out our first leg of the trip...our destination Boise, Idaho (pronounced Boy-see not Boy-zee). I was a little apprehensive about traveling through the mountains due to the fact that everyone at work kept asking me, "Do you have chains for your tires?" It did not ease my mind that we kept passing signs stating, "Snow area-Chains or Snow Tires Required." I watched the temperature slowly drop as we climbed up higher in elevation. Luckily the sun was shining and the roads were pretty much clear. As we drove along the Rogue River I recalled all of the great times I had on that river and in Southern Oregon. It truly was a beautiful place. Imagine my surprise when we made it to Bend, Oregon and started heading eastward...desert. Ugly, boring desert. Lots of vegetation for miles and miles resembled yellow heads of cauliflower to me. Finally, as we got closer to Idaho the scenery changed. Oregon was once beautiful again but not with rolling hills covered with trees. We saw beautiful colors layered in the rocks and plateaus and the small canyons. Beautiful. The land eventually flattened again and farmland emerged. Idaho at last. I could check another state off my list. Riding with my very agriculture minded father I learned that some sugar is made from sugar beets as we passed a large truck loaded with sugar beets. Also learned that Idaho/Oregon produce a large number of onions. Day one is complete. 497 miles traveled.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
DAY TWO:
Goal today-reach Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Back on the road early again. Saw the sun rise in the hills. I was beginning to think that Idaho was going to be nothing but plowed fields with irrigation systems and hay bales. But then we took the "Thousand Springs Scenic Route" and there was the Snake River. It does just as its name states...snakes around. There were lava rocks everywhere. We also found out why it is called the Thousand Springs Route. Along the cliffs that formed the canyon which the river ran through were random water falls. Some in the middle, some at the top, some at the bottom. The most spectacular of them all required a little off-roading. Shoshone Falls. Wow. What a beautiful sight. The sun was shining and formed a perfect rainbow across the falls. Back on the interstate the scenery began to change once again and snow-capped mountains came into view. We were nearing Wyoming. Those had to be the Tetons. No, not quite but getting closer. I noticed my my car having to work harder and realized we were climbing. We first drove over Pine Creek Pass. "Entering Wyoming." Another state checked off. Now these were mountains. We then took the Teton Scenic Route. Wow. "That's beautiful" is all I could say. A few more mountains to pass and then there we were. Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Not the bustling resort town that it probably is during the ski season but still a good amount of people out wandering around. Dad and I decided to do the same after a long ride. We walked through the town square and visited a few shops. Checked on the real estate. I think it is safe to say that I will not be purchasing a 5 million dollar home anytime soon. We also checked out the visitor center and the Elk Preserve. There were probably a couple hundred elk out in the field. According to the statistics at the center, approximately 7,000 elk will come to the valley by January. I bet that is a site to see. Dinner and to bed. Stayed at a little place called The Painted Buffalo. Made me want to see some bison. 418 miles traveled.
Monday, November 5, 2007
DAY THREE:
My car says 20 degrees. It is Cold! Goal today-Rapid City, South Dakota. Left Jackson Hole heading toward Yellowstone. Around the corner and vavoom. Now those are the Tetons. The sun was rising and providing a spotlight for the snow-covered, jagged peaks. It seemed that no matter how far we drove from the Tetons, they were always there. (Side note-not able to go to Yellowstone. Closed all entrances except the northeast route yesterday. Just a day or two short.) The Tetons eventually did disappear as we climbed higher and higher and more and more snow appeared. We entered the Teton National Forest. Mountains, trees, snow. White fields with animal tracks everywhere. Small tracks and large tracks. What could they be? We got our answer. Found two moose beside the road (the large tracks). Dad wouldn't let me get to close to them. Drove a little farther and saw a red fox out in the middle of a snow covered field (the small tracks). He never noticed us and trotted along. Made dad get out of the car and play in the snow. He was very excited to see the Extension project and the boardwalk near us. This was great. I loved every minute of it. With views like this, I could drive all day. We eventually came down out of the mountains and found red rock hills and plateaus. What a transition. A friendly man at the service station in Dubois, Wyoming, highlighted my map with suggestions for a scenic route. We drove through Wind Canyon and I think my mouth was open wide the whole time. We went through tunnels and watched the train tracks on the other side of the canyon disappear in the mountain and reappear again. This drive keeps getting better and better. We drove through Thermopolis, Wyoming and saw the "world's largest hot springs." We stopped in Ten Sleep, Wyoming for a break and saw a sign answering our question, "how did it get its name?" The Indians had no method for calculating miles. So instead, they measured their journey by how many times they stopped to sleep. Thus, Ten Sleep was named. One more mountain pass to cover. The Big Horns. Unfortunately, we did not get to view the highest point of the Big Horns. Once we reached the top, we were in the clouds. The temp dropped quickly and the trees were frozen. Uh-oh. Did we need those chains now? We inched along, the clouds broke, and the sun started shining. Alpines that looked like flocked Christmas trees lined the road. Ice covered lakes with the clouds above glistened in the sun. Time again for a change of scenery. Mountains turned into prairies. We say deer and antelope everywhere. We frequently passed large flashing signs stating "Stay alert and watch for deer." Even saw a few buffalo. Crossed into South Dakota. Yet another state to check off. 571 miles traveled.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
DAY FOUR:
Chilly! 10 degrees. Goal today-Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Before reaching our destination we had some things to see. Mt. Rushmore being one of those. I had only seen the four famous guys in pictures. Walking up to the monument through the avenue of flags, I began to realize magnitude of these sculptures and the skill it took to create them. With not a cloud in the sky, the sun was shining on Mt. Rushmore with a brilliant blue sky as a backdrop. This was of course how the sculpture intended it to be. Dad and I just sat there and stared in amazement. Well enough looking at four dead presidents. We drove through the Black Hills National Forest across the pig tail bridges and through one-way tunnels that required honking to alert oncoming traffic. I am so glad we chose to make this drive. Again, just beautiful. We eventually made it to Custer State Park which has a buffalo preserve. I was going to get to see buffalo. What I didn't realize was how up close and personal we were going to be. They ruled the road and you yielded to them. Signs stated, "buffalo are dangerous, do not approach" and I began to wonder if I was going to leave with some dents in my car. Luckily, they minded their own business. We also saw a few mountain goats. I was very content with what we had seen already but there was more to come. On our way to the Badlands, we passed about 25 miles of entertaining signs for Wall Drug. They guaranteed 6 ft tall rabbits, dinosaurs, 5 cent coffee, western wear, etc. We were both intrigued so we stopped. The signs ended up being more entertaining but I guess they worked. We stopped. The Badlands were impressive but not overly exciting. I enjoyed the many prairie dogs and their mounds along the way. One more thing to see before we reached Sioux Falls...the Corn Palace! Mitchell, South Dakota has a "palace" which is just a building but very interesting. The building is covered with murals made out of corn cobs, grains, seeds, etc. Worth the stop. 454 miles traveled.
Wednesday, November 7. 2007
DAY FIVE:
Not as cold today. Goal-St. Louis Missouri. Our hotel was off of 29 south. We figured since we were already headed south, why not continue. No sight-seeing to see today. Just driving. Iowa has to be one of the most boring states that I have ever driven through. Corn, tractors, fields, silos....the scenery never changed. We just drove and drove and drove. Finally, Missouri and then St. Louis! Whew, I need some sleep. 612 miles traveled.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
DAY SIX:
It's getting warmer. Goal-Prentiss Mississippi. Reserved a cheap room, with a hot meal and turn down service for the night. Mom even agreed to leave chocolates on my pillow. We started off the day with a walk on the river front to view the Gateway Arch. The sun was glistening off the silver arches. The trees lining the walk way still displayed the fall colors and the mighty Mississippi flowed to the left of us. We were not far from home. Crossed into Arkansas and Memphis, Tennessee. Considered stopping by Graceland. Quickly forgot about that as we crossed into Mississippi. The last leg of the trip. Six days, five nights, and nine states later, we arrived. Dad turned out to be a great travel buddy and I learned things about him that I never knew before. I can now identify rice and alfalfa and know more about hay than I ever thought I would. I am grateful for the experience that we had, safe travels, and most of all, home!
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