Heading North |
It all went down in a McDonald's parking lot somewhere a bit past Flagstaff, AZ. I was at a cross-roads; literally with one freeway sign pointing south towards Los Angeles and another pointing north towards Albequerque and my eventual final destination of East Zion. I had left the Extended Stay America in Phoenix in good spirits wearing a t-shirt and sandals thinking that the days predicted snowstorm would be highly unlikely. I mean, I wouldn't have minded a few flakes here and there. A nice dusting of clean white snow can be charming to see on the tops of tress and mountains as you pass them by in your fancy road-trip car with the heated seat on full blast. What I really hadn't expected was the actual snowstorm that came upon me. The kind of storm that has everyone driving 15 miles per hour on the freeway with almost zero visibility ahead of you. The kind of storm that had Tess' poor car swerving on the black ice. The kind of snowstorm that this California girl was not prepared for nor accustomed to.
I had actually pulled into this parking lot to use their bathroom and also try to recalculate my route into the GPS. Unfortunately, it wasn't recognizing my final destination and I had a feeling my cell phone would not be able to get service where I was headed. Also, anyone that knows me knows that I am the worst at directions and the best at getting lost. I began to have visions of myself stranded and freezing in some remote area of Utah. I began to think of the book, "Into the Wild" wondering what, if anything I needed to prove at this point. I began to think about how I was tired of staying in hotels (I never thought this day would come!) and how what I mostly wanted was a bit of sun, a comfortable bed and some familiarity.
Heading home |
Beautiful pictures... as always... and can't wait to have you back in the SF fold. A handpicked selection of Belgian chocolates await!
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