This Isn't Fun Yet

Thursday, March 20, 2008, 3:15 pm
After jamming a weeks worth of clothes, camping gear we would never use, blankets and pillows into the car, we were ready to leave Seattle. Within a mile of leaving the Seattle city limits, Jessica had passed out in the backseat. Apparently, she was pretty tired from waking up early to make coffee and sell donuts at Top Pot. I was willing to forgive her, because she had supplied us with two delicious donuts each for the first leg of our trip. If she had brought a raspberry old-fashioned donut for us, I might be able to forgive her for falling asleep EVERY time we were in the car for more than five minutes.

Our first leg was over 1,100 miles, giving us the need for some entertainment. We started a book on tape that apparently had the slowest plot EVER. About halfway into the book, I realized I had listened to a book with the same characters on my move to Seattle in 2006.

For more exciting entertainment, Jessica and I started making a list of states we saw on license plates. We also included a list of Canadian provinces, of which “Durango” is not one. For some reason, Adrian was convinced the Dodge Durango was named after something in Canada. We believe he was thinking of the Yukon. Oddly enough, we would get fairly near to Durango, Colorado, which is more likely the origin of the name.

The drive was uneventful (and by that I mean not really fun). At some point, we entered Idaho, giving Jessica a new state on her list and fulfilling goal number one of the trip. The drive was long and mind numbing and I got very little sleep. Eventually, we arrived in Utah, gaining both Jessica and I one more state.