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We are on day two of our 3000 mile trek back to Oregon.
As we do not intend to drive all the way across the US again, ever, we decided to plan many of our stops around places of historic interest, even if they take us a bit out of the way.
The first part of our journey will be focused on early Mormon history.
I’ll post whenever I can get a good connection. Please don’t expect much out of Wyoming.
Day One: Still Here
Mileage: 6
Time in car: about 20 minutes
Mood: Mixed emotions. Abby and I cried at leaving friends and a place we dearly love. Bob cried because we were crying. (He’s such a loving man.)
But, there was also a sense of adventure and excitement in the air. Bob felt excited for our destination. Me, for the journey. And Abby? Both of those things and all the hotel soaps along the way.
Bob and I underestimated the time it would take to get everything packed into the truck, clean the house, and say our heartfelt goodbyes to friends and neighbors. We had planned to start the first leg of our journey by 5:00 pm at the latest.
Our little family finally waved a tearful goodbye to our empty house at 8:00 pm. (It would have been much later if it had not been for my good friend Gina who came with a small army of helpers fresh with enthusiasm. Thank you all!)
Yet, it was still too late to get farther than the Hilton in the middle of town…
Day Two: Traveling
I forgot to check the trip meter as I got out of the car, so these are approximate:
Mileage: 330
Time in car: 6 hours
Mood: Sleepy
Yesterday’s efforts manifested themselves in my aching back and feet. I amused myself by reading one of the books I brought along for the drive. “The Kite Runner”, in case you were wondering.
Abby watched two movies: Mr. Magorium’s Magic Emporium and Hoodwinked. She also colored and drew pictures. We played one game of twenty questions (answer: a pillow) and then she fell asleep.
Bob just drove.
We arrived in Palmyra, New York earlier this evening.
It was too late to do much more than grab a bite to eat and settle into our hotel for the night.
Neither Abby nor I was thrilled with our dinner at a local diner. I surprised her by suggesting we have this instead. It feels good to be a hero once in awhile…
I am so sad to see you go, yet so happy for ya!