We did the math, using google maps, estimations, factoring in for desperation, joblessness,and a potentially screaming cat. We didn't know our new roommate would also be waiting on us. Three days of 12 hours of driving, not including bathroom breaks, gas stops or the weirdness of driving a rented truck for hours and hours.
This is what we saw:
for a few thousand miles. We drove a little at night which looked more like this:
but since we woke up around six in the morning and neither of us have ever been too fond of amphetamines, we didn't drive much past dinner. We stopped in Flagstaff to say hi to Adam. I ate peanut butter and jelly, we talked, and I woke at 4:30 because of the time zone changes. I driven through Arizona a few times and even stayed in Phoenix for a few months when I was 18, but Flagstaff at sunrise is pretty and vibrant with color. Unlike the California desert in the middle of the afternoon when you are just kind of ready to arrive.
We've both crossed the country a few times, separately, and this was supposed to be more leisurely, move adventurous. But after this summer of moving so much, I think we were both in a rush to sit still.
