Good morning, all! I failed at getting a blog up in the evening, and instead find myself sitting alone in the breakfast area of a Hampton Inn in Kayenta, Arizona typing away. But reality continues to sink in, and last night Holly had the computer mostly to herself as she searched the internet for houses near the air force base we’re headed to. When it comes down to it, we’re trying to make this a fun road trip, but we’re moving after all. I don’t prefer my road trips to be done with cats and fully loaded cars with all my valuables.
Speaking of cats, we partially changed day #5 because it was decided that detouring way out of the way to Moab to barely be able to see Canyonlands and Arches was not worth it. Instead we jetted west across Colorado on our way to Four Corners and Monument Valley.
We immediately knew we were not in Ohio, Arkansas, Oklahoma, or Texas anymore as the snow started dumping on us. (pic fail, can’t seem to get it to work. Picture snowy mountains and a road.)
Once we made it through the mountains we jetted down towards southwest Colorado to the area where Colorado, Utah, Arizona, and New Mexico meet in one perfect corner. This allows for fun pics like this!
And back in 2009 Holly discovered Navajo fry bread. When she saw a stand selling fresh fry bread, she jumped at the opportunity. Look at that face of happiness!
From there we jetted slightly northwest in order to see Valley of the Gods and Monument Valley near the Utah/Arizona border. We started at Valley of the Gods:
Holly felt that she needed a shot behind the wheel in this environment.
That was pretty beautiful, but we had no idea how incredible Monument Valley would be. Frankly, if this park wasn’t in Navajo territory it would not only by a national park, but it would be one of the very prettiest national parks. I was blown away.
The road down to it all. Thanks, Saturn Ion!
The obligatory cat shot:
For this shot of the sun starting to go down we literally sat in the car for a while with Holly playing soothing music. Watching this while she played Paul Cardall’s “Come Thou Fount” might be my favorite moment of the whole trip.
For all this, I have one other thing I have to thank and mention. It may not be the flashiest car. It may be covered in smashed bugs from Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Utah, and Arizona. It may have a dented license plate from pulling too far up in the garage. It may be covered in brown dirt. It may not even have electronic windows. It may chirp when the A/C runs. But hey, if it gets me to Phoenix today it will have have gone from Idaho to Texas, Texas to Idaho, Idaho to Ohio, and Ohio to Arizona.
Today we head down to Luke AFB and start our new life. I’m starting to get a little anxious as house searching and a new job await. Tomorrow morning I walk into the office of my new boss and introduce ourselves. And maybe in the next couple weeks it will truly sink in that we live in Arizona now.