We have hit a bit of a milestone. 16,240 miles (or 26,135 km for the rest of us) and we have officially, kind of, driven from coast to coast….in a very round about way, and with a 2 month hiatus in between. But hey, as they say, ‘never let the truth get in the way of a good story’.
Having left the nature of Yellowstone & Grand Tetons behind us (at least we thought. We managed to gain a couple of mice hitchhikers), we headed back into civilisation and more of our comfort zone - the exciting world of washing clothes, sleeping in gym car parks, and wandering around small cities. On this occasion, it was the turn of Salt Lake City; which seemed to have a rather high proportion of homeless people (my main take out from the city). We did try to spend a few hours in Park City where the 2002 winter Olympics took place, but much like a lot of things it was ‘closed for the season’. I don’t really remember the games to be honest, although that might be the fact that Great Britain only ever seems to be competitive in curling (sweeping) or luge (throwing yourself headfirst down an iced water slide wearing a wetsuit). All I do remember was that it was the games that was done for corruption. Which seems weird for a city/state run predominantly by religious Mormons? On our way out of the city, we stopped off at the Bonneville Salt flats. I was hoping it was going to be like that place in Bolivia – where everyone takes photos of small dinosaurs, cars, etc next to adults, and the whole perspective makes everything look the same size. Alas, it appears it was ‘water’ season, so the flats were covered in water & most of the road submerged. It was also just rather windy. I’m not sure how Anthony Hopkins rode his motorcycle on it… We were heading to San Francisco to stop for a few weeks, but were lucky enough to pass through Nevada on Nevada Day, so I felt obliged to visit the capital (Carson City) for their annual parade. I loved it. Floats of random groups such as, civil war re-enactment, mayor hopefuls, high school bands, along with a ‘men hammering nails into granite’ & a ‘longest beard’ contests. Meg however, has apparently seen it many times before, so was quite keen to truck us out of there. So, not a hugely exciting week all-in-all. But, we’ve made it to San Fran, so it’s going to be a week of exploring the outskirts (Napa Valley, etc) before the big day arrives. The BIG day… Comments are closed.
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