Later than intended.

A detour sign would have been helpful.

Bitter coffee. Beef jerky and grapes.

So many miles to go.

It was supposed to be a surprise. But I guess it’s okay that they know now.

Obsessively checking email for an update of any kind.

I was hoping to see more things about UFOs. Maybe we’re in the wrong part of the state.

I haven’t heard anything. Trying to not let my imagination run away from me.

The mountains of the west fading into the background, dusty sky.

Almost there.