Monday, January 11, 2016
Mirielle and I don't hate each other yet.
We drove all the way from east Iowa, through the whole state of Nebraska, to Wyoming...to Cheyenne...
It was dark when we got here, and we did get lost once, we took a little detour down to Colorado for a bit, through a spooky little time called Julesburg...the lighting and the desolation, the whole town was tinted sepia...
We took rights and lefts down bumpy back roads under that huge prairie sky, and found our way back to the highway, with a little help from the GPS, of course.
We had burgers from a joint exclusive to Nebraska, and saw lots of black cows and corn fields.
The hot tub here at the hotel is fine, I went down by myself because Mirielle didn't want to. I got in the pool room, and there was one guy sitting there in the corner reading a huge bible, and another one in the hot tub, no one else in there. So I got into the cold pool, and reasoned with myself. I really wanted to soak in that hot water, but felt so self conscious to just go over and get in. Finally I realized that I was uncomfortable in my suit, so I took a towel, draped it over the front of me, and walked over to the hot tub. I didn't care if they thought I was cray-cray, I felt more comfortable with the towel, and since when do I care what people think anyway? Humpfph, I drove all the way out here in two days, I am not going to be scared to go in a hot tub just because of two guys.
Driving and driving...800 miles again today, not counting when we got lost, and backtracking to the hotel.
Tomorrow, Salt Lake City, Utah!