DAY 1

It's about 9:20 p.m. and we just got to our hotel room 20 minutes ago. Late start to the day, I had to pee AS IF I was a pregnant lady all the way here and the van we rented is too high class for us. Every time we stopped we couldn't figure out which button controlled the left or right side of the automatic closing/opening sliding doors. So, every time we were ready to go, we sat for five minutes watching both of the doors opening and closing. Very sad pair we are...lol.

Can I just say one phrase? INTERSTATE REST-STOPS. Do you want more? I'll give you more...Lord have mercy...Let me just preface this by saying I am not a public restroom snob. Growing up in Alaska prepared me for some pretty scary bathroom experiences...or should I say authentic "nature calls". However, these are the kind of bathrooms you go in and even though you are all alone, you really are not "all alone". There are about 10 billion invisible beating hearts just waiting for their next free ride out of Rest Room-Ville. And, as if that pink industrial soap will bail you out. Fuurgeeet About it. Not even close. Bob and I both arrived back outside and shared our first Knowing Look of the trip. You know what I'm talking about. That look that says everything. I'm sure I had a strange look on my face like someone who had something follow her outside of the restroom...remember the 10 billion beating hearts? We both did a fake Purell spray all over ourselves and pretended it was real so that we could continue on with the journey.

I'm thankful to be to the hotel. Very tired, but managed okay. I felt like I was on a roller coaster ride going through the mountains and tight corners and a touch of car sickness for the first five hours. Ginger tea has brought some relief however, and I'm confident my body will catch up with my brain soon enough.

It feels strange to be so far from home, but it has been really great as well. Bob and I played "Name that Tune." for a few miles and unfortunately my talents only lie in the 1975-79 era. If it was Journey or Foreigner it was all me. I blame my older brother for this miserable hard-wiring he helped secure :-). Just kidding bro'.

Bob is out looking for real food and I'm heading off to bed. Should be to Fresno before rush hour, although that's what we said this morning...lol. We made better time 2 1/2 years ago with a car load of kids when we made this trip. Times have changed. I am enjoying time with my husband though and we are able to complete a few thoughts. What a bonus...
Thanks for all the support and prayers. I know they are carrying me through. Hopefully more fun tomorrow!!