It's always good to be home. We have never taken such a road trip before, and certainly never with a dog. That was an experience. She loved the long hikes in the mountains, didn't care for the car rides, especially the long one. We, too, experienced new things. We listened to a lot of books on tape (well, Audible), trying to match the words to the Landscape. So we started with True Grit by Charles Portis, set mostly in the Oklahoma Territory. One of my favorite books of all times, and it was read by Donna Tart. ( The Goldfinch , etc). Perfect book for the start of the trip, from Houston to Bartlesville. On the next two legs of the trip, to Hutchinson, Kansas and then up to Keystone, South Dakota, we listed to My Antonia by Will Cather. (pronounced, we learned, as an-tone-EEE-ah). A wonderful book for driving through Nebraska. And we were on the Willa Cather highway while doing so. As we drove into Wyoming, we listened to Rising from the Plains , by John McPhee. The story of
Leaving Colorado was hard. We had another long drive in front of us, and I was a little worried about driving through New Mexico. I had heard that they were stopping cars at the state line to enforce COVID quarantine. That was not the case: That is one beautiful state. This is near the Ghost Ranch, around Abiqui. The colors are dumbfounding Everywhere you look it is beautiful. New Mexico was the second state that have a "You are leaving" sign. The other was Kansas Home again. We did go to the Big Texan It is a whole "western cowtown" Complete with EMS on site for heart attacks. We stayed in this cute little house in the Wolflin neighborhood in Amarillo. It was quite nice Then we drove the next day to Waco, where we stayed in this very wonderful farmhouse. They had sheep Then we drove home, One more post coming with final thoughts.