A WOW Day !

The Nun and Billy

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Scene of The Nun's Hatscapade

Last night I was all excited to go to bed and get a good night sleep (and forget about my hunger pains) Scampi had read up on all of  Santa Fe facts, one of which was one could experience altitude sickness, sleeplessness, headaches and of course I had all of the symptoms! Tossed and turned all night... only to discover that this "sickness" does not occur unless you are at 8000 or higher not 6000.  The power of suggestion... so too tired to drive the Nun took over...

The Nun here - We left Santa Fe this morning with a re-organized trunk space, Scampi riding shotgun and Mollie with her head leaning against the back window.  Scampi tried valiantly not to grab at the dash board and hit imaginary brakes for the next 200+ miles.  Mollie rested fitfully and I pointed out amazing vistas while Scampi reminded me that I was to watch the road (she would too, just to help) and forget the scenery.  That being said, Scampi was fascinated with the Meth problem that exists in the west, as witnessed by the explicit bill board signs warning people against the dangers of this horrible drug.  I lasted for about three hours and turned the wheel over to the Scamp.  I nestled into the back seat and closed my eyes, listening to the very intense direction conversation taking place in the front seat.  There she goes again, arguing with the skillfully detailed directions provided by AAA.  Mollie tried to be insistant but the Scamp went the way she felt she should.  I awoke from a semi asleep state (you know when you hear what's happening around you but aren't really present) by being hurled against my seat belt (absolutley had it on) and tossed into the door.  We almost took out the man we asked for directions and eventually got back on the road.  I should point out that none of us has lost our sense of humor (or any weight).  At a very necessary break for water and facilities I came out of the store only to find that the car was gone!  Knowing the two I'm traveling with, I rose up on my tip toes and saw the car partially hidden behind some others.  Both "sisters" were laughing hysterically - what friends?.  They didn't do it once but twice, the next time they moved the car further away and I have to tell you I wasn't sure if I wanted to find them!  What a ride..............wait til you hear about the rest of the day!  Now, it's Scampi's turn.....and she says, "it's about time!"

Mollie, Scampi and The Nun Are West!

As part of my new "awareness of self" I've been trying valiantly to let go of the blog control.  It's not so bad - the pressure's off!  What the girls wrote is pretty true - but the map thing is not.  I am usually Always right!  The hell with Mrs. Garmin and AAA.  Didn't I find the Authentic Navajo Tacos?  Anyway -- we pass through the meth labs and the pawn shops and the Salvage yards.  We rounded a turn and looked over a hill and there it was - This is the amazing USA!  We gasped (and not because of my driving!) and ooohhed and aahhed for the next few hours.  Getting to Moab was the Highlight of our entire trip so far.  It is majestic and awe inspiring and even silenced the 3 of us.  Arriving at The Arches National Park was just what we all needed.  I have to say that I was the one praying as The nun took us up the winding roads.  She was pointing at all of the sights and i was trying to drive for all of us from the passenger seat.  Check out the pictures - this was amazing!!  When we went to The Windows - we hiked up the hills and there we were.  Framed in the arches and then it happened - the Nun's hat blew away - all the way down the canyon.  Billy - The Hero - went scurrying after it and emerged over the top of the ledge with hat in hand!  We had an audience now and sang and laughed all the way down the ravine.  As we rushed to the pot o potties wondering if we would be arrested for breaking and entering to use the facilities of an open RV, I mentioned to a hiker lugging tripod and camera bags to the top that no photos, flash or otherwise, were allowed today.  We thought we were hysterical until we realized he spoke no English.  It turns out the only people who think we are funny are ourselves.  At least we are easily amused.  Off to Winnemucca, NV tomorrow just in time for the biker festival!  Then its on to Harvey's Casino - can't wait!  Signing off, all present and accounted for!