Willie Nelson can't wait to get on the road again- and apparently, neither could we. It was just 10 months ago that my mom and I drove from San Diego to Tallahassee, but I found myself on the all too familiar I-10 when Drew and I decided we couldn't wait any longer to get his truck out east. So we thanked Drew's parents for taking care of Big Red in our absence, and set out from Exeter, CA.
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Last trip, I made sure to get a postcard from each state and sent them all to Drew along the way. This trip, we played the "capture the state welcome sign" game. We couldn't pull over to take the pic, and we didn't use maps or navigation to try and anticipate the state sign (but having been cross-country on numerous occasions, I was pretty good at remembering which little towns were on the borders). We got them all!
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Oh, Arizona, you still have a little piece of my heart
New Mexico: the land of enchantment. Hmmm. I'll refer to Toby on this one.
Really, Texas? I could make a comment about your obsession with everything being "bigger" but this is a family blog.
Everything's a little fuzzy in Louisiana.
The mighty Mississip. It reads: birthplace of America's music. Praytell, what kind of music would that be? I have a feeling the answer involves spoons and washboards.
Obviously a selling point for the position of Governor of Alabama
And here we are... the Sunshine State. Although I'm pretty sure Arizona and New Mexico feel slightly jilted by that slogan.
The pups welcoming us (and Big Red) home
Hopefully I'll get around to posting pictures of our last two trips on here soon- soonish.
3 comments:
Elvis was born in Mississippi. And you call yourself an American!
-MXF
Yay! Glad you and the truck made it home safely! Miss you guys!!
Looks like you had a fun trip!
And, yeah--what MXF said--there was no American music before Elvis.
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