I've just returned from a week-long road trip from Portland, Oregon back to my home. It was a hurried, last-minute sort of thing, which I regret, because if I had had the time, I would have liked to sight-see a bit more on the way back.
As it was, I flew up to Portland, met my dad in Eugene, piled his car full of
stuff, and accompanied him back to Texas via I-5 and I-10.
Along the way, I got to cross the Golden Gate Bridge (in thick fog) and see downtown San Francisco (but no cable cars, just creepy electric buses), marveled at
snow in the
mountains (two things that do not exist where I live), and for once, in West Texas I got to drive 80 mph without breaking the speed limit.
I also struggled to update my websites and coordinate my real job when we stopped at hotels.
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| Golden Gate Bridge in the fog |
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| The first sun we had seen in days, somewhere south of San Francisco in rolling foothills |
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| Holy cow, we're driving in mountains! Real live mountains!! |
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| Power-generating windmills as far as the eye can see. Why do these creep me out so much? |
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| Rest stop in the mountains in New Mexico. One rest stop had free wireless! |
Shortly after this we hit the 80 mph zone and I stopped taking pictures because the landscape became typical West Texas: flat, shrubby, brown, and unremarkable.
And that's the end of the road trip.
4 comments:
I too think the rows and rows of wind turbines are creepy. I can't explain why, but the are.
Oh gee!! Did you come through Los Angeles area! if so you could have stopped over for a meal!
Random! lol. Love that pic of the bridge
Annie, I thought of you guys (and James and Dennis) the whole time I was driving through California! But I couldn't remember exactly where in California you lived, and we were driving through the state so fast, I didn't know when we would be in your area.
I think we reached L.A. around 1 PM one day, and we were anxious to get out the other side before we got stuck in one of those legendary traffic jams. Maybe those traffic jams don't ever really go away, but we got stuck in one anyway.
I was impressed by the fearlessness of L.A. motorcyclists. They really don't stop when the traffic does. They really do drive between lanes! I thought it was just a movie cliche! :D
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