“May I see your driver’s license and registration, please.”
“Ma’am, are you aware of the speed limit here on the reservation?”
Three days and close to 1800 miles later, I’m in St. Louis — after an 18 hour drive from an hour west of Albuquerque. I spent the first two days wondering Arizona back roads and the Navajo Nation. Good things and bad. And definitely lessons filed under “I’ll never do that again.”
I don’t think a vacation is truly complete if you don’t have at least one incidence of “I’ll never do that again”, do you?
Full trip report — with photos — later. Too big for a posting. Hint: Think Cathedral Rocks, add in getting lost in the desert, mix with seeing who has bigger balls –me or the truckers (figuratively speaking) — and top it off with the Blue Angels.