Blink (hundreds of times) and you'll miss Wyoming
I'm outside of Salt Lake City today after a loooooooong drive yesterday from Denver, north on Rte 25 to Cheyenne, then west on Rte 80 all the way through Wyoming into Utah. Then south on Rte 15 a little to SLC. I had some errands to run in Denver before I left, so I didn't get on the road until about 1.
It was an 8 hour drive, even with a speed limit of 75 (and, of course, 75 = 85). I talked on the phone to a couple people when the service wasn't cutting out, listened to a little more of On the Road (he's in New Orleans now), watched the scan function on the radio spin around and around, not finding much, and avoided what seemed to be a disturbing number of blown out tires that were just strewn in the road. Maybe that last has something to do with the speed limit, and/or the noticeably large number of tractor trailers on the road. I always get a little nervous when I see those runaway ramps, and there's also nothing like being sandwiched between three of them.
I'll post a picture tonight of the view from the highway, which is really beautiful. It was close to dusk by then and had been alternating between being sunny and raining.
Last night I got the best night's sleep I have gotten since I've been on the trip, and even so, I woke up a couple times because I was dreaming I was still behind the wheel--that happens to me after long drives. But when I woke up I felt wefweshed, as Madeleine Kahn said in Blazing Saddles, and went to scope out Pedro Sauer's academy. He has two: the flagship one in Sandy and another in Orem, which is where I am now.
I'm headed to class in a little bit and will post more later!