Hello … it’s me!!!

I knew something was up this morning when the remodelers walked in and we walked out.

We walked out into the RV and we began a journey … a journey that will last many weeks. A glorious, resplendent journey.

A journey that began by seeing my favorite bunny … well, ok, I’m not allowed to see the bunny, but this is the bunny I tried to get inside and see.

Since I couldn’t see my friend, I decided to assess threats around my friend Lenny’s van … FYI, there were no threats, real or perceived.

Moving right along, we stopped to see a castle … no, not the TV show “Castle” … we visited Montezuma Castle, just south of Sedona, AZ. At first, I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of seeing a castle.

But then we walked a third of a mile and got to see the homes carved up in the rock and I said to myself, “who wouldn’t want to live in a home carved out of a rock in the year 1300, #amirite?

Back in the RV and traveling again … I’m already growing weary …

Next thing you know Mom says we have to find “a corner in Winslow, Arizona” … she thought it would be such a fine sight to see.

Alright.

For a moment, I thought I saw a girl (my Lord) in a flat-bed Ford slowing down to take a look at me … Wendy, perhaps?

But no, it was just more statues and odd lyrical quotes …

That’s me saying “GET ME OUT OF THESE 40MPH WINDS … IT’S JUST A CORNER MADE FAMOUS IN A SONG FROM FOUR DECADES AGO. TAKE IT EASY!

Meanwhile, my ears prepare me for liftoff as Mom and Dad regale in pop culture references on a street corner. I get it, we may never be here again, so soak it up … but it seemed like they were here to photograph every square inch of real estate on this corner.

I finally found something in Winslow that I wanted, something that catered to my unique set of culinary needs and not the craven mind of Don Henley (please don’t sue me for saying that Mr. Henley) … it was POPCORN at a nearby theater!

The proprietor was, needless to say, not accommodating!

We continued East … arriving at this location.

I was petrified by some of the old logs.

Mom went into the Visitors Center to get a veritable plethora of “stamps” … I’m getting a vibe (as a current pop singer might say, I’m ‘vibin’) we’re gonna get a lot of stamps on this trip. I waited outside, patiently.

Now, this wasn’t your typical forest … it looked more like the lunar landscape you’d find in East Central Oregon.

Some forest, eh?

Moments later we’re back in the rig and I’m wondering to myself, “Will this long day ever end?”

No, it isn’t going to end?

Ok Dad, start the rig up and let’s get going.

We drove to Gallup, New Mexico. Land of Enchantment. We visited a famous establishment. Can you guess where we stopped? Here’s the answer … guess the question!

 

Yes – it’s the famous EL RANCHO Restaurant and 49er Bar and Hotel, located on the glamorous west side of Gallup. I reveled in the warm and welcoming messages greeting the exhausted pup traveler.

From this point forward, I sat in the rig while Mom and Dad supped on burritos (which is what all of the famous people ate back in the day) and then sampled the grounds.

Mmmmm … amethyst.

When given a chance, I tried to enter the building … I found a place to take my stand. Did I get in? Nah.

Just like that, our month-long vacation was over … wait, what? We did all that in one day? We should really take it easy, don’t you think?