Year: 2004

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) I’ll begin by saying that we were both in bewildered awe over Colorado. You will notice that by the number of pictures we have here. This will be Toby and me in 35 years. Toby charming the freak off Pookum. He did this, he played the kitty-whisperer. He…

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) This is Kansas City. I’m still trying to figure out why Kansas City is in Missouri and why it wasn’t named something more appropriate. Ahhhh Kansas. As I said on a previous post. We heard nothing but horrible things about Kansas. And I was actually kind of fond…

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) This is a sign reminding me that we’re heading in the right direction. Yes, we DO want to go to St. Louis. I am in search of the Arch. And here she is. As Chandler mentioned, it’s as tall as it is wide. I did not know that.…

We took ZERO pictures while in Illinois. We seemed to only be there for a very short time.

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) I totally forgot to buy an Indiana magnet. I am only now realizing this. Damn. But we’re in Indiana now. This is Indianapolis. Somehow, we missed Columbus entirely. I think I took a 200-level road, which by-passes the city. Too bad. I would have toasted Julie as we…

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) At a rest stop in Ohio, there was a description of why and how Route 70 came to be. We read about it. And we took pictures. This is me, back on the road again. I got it in my head that I wanted to drive the ENTIRE…

We took ZERO pictures while in West Virginia. I think because I didn’t know we were IN West Virginia until they thanked us for being there. At which point I think I said something like “We were in West Virginia?” And we may have made some jokes about pigs and squeeling. Because we’re original and…

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) I’m from Pennsyltuckey, so I guess that’s why I didn’t feel the need to take pictures. I think Toby got a few of the Amish invasion we experienced at a rest stop on 70. (He called them Amish, however I think they were Mennonite.) Anyway, a busload of…

(Descriptions, if any, are above each picture.) Here Schmitty and Tucker sit patiently waiting to get out of the car again. Not realizing of course, they have 48 hours left. This is of me driving. I am getting to know my new home, i.e. a white minivan. Tucker trying to come help. He did this…