Rodeway Inn Grand Junction
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... boy has some seriously stinky feet. Shan actually had to put baby powder on them to try and tame the smell. Naturally, being the boy that he is, Artie found the fact that his feet smelled so bad to be absolutely hilarious. So much so, that he kept putting his feet on my seat back to annoy me. He succeeded.
As we approached the boundaries of the park, we came across the Desert View Watchtower. It is a cool structure that was made to ...
... it was the same empty threat that had been used for 50 years.
6. Family should be #1. My Korean friends were appalled at how we send our elders to nursing homes rather than take them into our homes. My 28-year-old friend still lives at home with her sister, mother, father and grandmother. She already knows that when she marries, she will live with her husband for a time, but then her mother will move in and she will care for her. ...
... on Friday. A little piano jim jam A Nepali dinner, craigslist tractor shopping and I was out cold.
Gas Plant Ride, Project CURE, CRACK
Bike ride through the orchards, cornfields and flashing stop signs out to the Natural Gas Plant in the desert. On the way, I snagged a picture of one of the New Holland bailers we had seen on craigslist the previous evening. I was yelling "good morning" to a bunch of alpacas when ...
... wanted to go higher and I followed to a point. Andrew is good at going up, but forgets that he has to come back down. As we drove around we were dwarfed by huge red towers. I can't explain how much more awesome the things God creates are than the copies we attempt. We drove north a bit to a place called Fiery Furnace. It was almost 100 degrees and these formations looked like red flames, a fitting scene. It inspired me to turn around. In the way back to Moab we saw Park ...
... even turned on the radio in 4 hours of driving. It a far cry from the cornfields and industrial parks of Illinois. We passed waterfalls, grazing rams, snow capped mountains and whitewater on the Colorado. We stopped for lunch in Vail which is a lovely place. It is a lot like a Swiss Hamlet. Everything was upscale and perfect. Joe and I share ...