June 6, 2013
Well, I must say I have had enough of the desert. I miss the cool beaches of the California Coast. The day started unintentionally early. Though we were awake since 6:00 some how it took us four hours to leave the hotel. We were on the road at ten. Tess had spent the morning sniffing around tumbleweeds and chasing geckos. Oh what a life! Our venture into the desert was filled with wide open spaces and tiny dirt tornados. We stopped at a local gas station to grab some food as, to my surprise, McDonalds is not everywhere, at least not in the desert. If you have ever spent long hours in the desert, you know that you go just a little bit insane for a few hours until you make it back to civilization. On one of our longer stretches threw the desert I, being the wonderful singer that I am, sang 99 Bottle of Beer on the Wall. It took me forty-five minutes to sing the entire thing and I am shocked that my mom did not just pull over and push me out of the car by the fifty-fifth beer. To my surprise towards the end she also went a little insane and started to sing along with me.
In the desert you seem to run across weird things. Such as we were driving along and one the side of the road on the other side of a fence was a single llama. He was facing away from the road and he had this look on his face like:
“Well, Carl you did it again, you lost the herd.”
One of the cooler things we did, was we went to the four corners. I had never been to Utah so I stood in the corner of Utah!
Chilling back at the hotel with my little buddy!
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