Dont Mince Words

While the drive to Blythe Wednesday was awful, it was still a smart decision instead of driving straight to Phoenix on Thanksgiving.  Dixie and I logged 157 miles and intended to eat and keep going.  But I got talked out of driving to 6000′ at night.  So, I drank more wine, ate turkey while Dixie flirted with five men that didn’t scare her.  The best part was the hotel – her first time in a king bed – and she behaved just like a child.  Jumped on it and flipped her toy up in the air and kept running into the pillows.

Friday I understood why my friends held me hostage.  There was snow at the top and the temp dropped to 34 degrees.  We took our time and evenutally made it to the Petrified Forest/Painted Desert National Park.  I highly recommend everyone see this in combination with the Grand Canyon.  Hard to explain the sheer size of this area, but it is gorgeous in that true western way.  We eventually made it all the way to Albuqueque, logging a good 515 miles.