Sand Dunes on the Pacific and a monster-ride
in a 4-passenger dune buggy. Tiramisu and Cheesecake. Glacier National Park with aspens at every turn. Giant Sequoias, the
Golden Gate Bridge, and Grand Canyon. The glitz of Las Vegas and the Power
Plant tour at Hoover Dam, 26 floors below the main level. The roar of the Pacific Ocean's crashing waves at Cape Perpetua. Lombard Street, The
Road to the Sun, and Route 66.
Seeing my aunt and my cousin after a
fifty year absence, not since we spent time together in 1966. Such wondrous adventures.
Such a marvelous time: 6900 miles, 18 days, 15 states. 
Like Dorothy who traveled to the
Land of Oz with adventures on The Yellow Brick Road, we saw many wonderful
things, landscapes that were other-worldly. The giant sequoias defy imagination
and confound the lexicon. The expansive beauty of the Grand Canyon hushes
voices to a reverent whisper. A journey along Route 66 where it zigzags through
old downtowns and back onto I-40 was something I always wanted to do, like
Marvin wanting to drive down Lombard Street. 
A ride along in a dune buggy on the
coastal dunes near Florence, Oregon, showed us a different side of the Pacific
Ocean National Coastline Recreation area. We got a ride that we’ll never
duplicate. Sand was everywhere, a bucketful spraying Marvin fully, making him
so glad to be wearing goggles.
Culinary splurges included tiramisu
and cheesecake, good ole chicken fried steak at a Route 66 diner. We had vowed
not to eat our way across America! So excited to see and do the marvelous
things on our list, food was not paramount.
Nevertheless, it’s always good to
get home. The ruby slippers clicked and we returned to AR-KANSAS, with its own
natural beauty. Indeed, “there’s no place like home.”
You might enjoy checking out my
travel-blog at www.morethanabracelet.blogspot.com.
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