3400 miles in 58 hours – My canon ball run.
Posted: October 19, 2008 Filed under: Rants 2 Comments »
I never intended to drive so far in such a short amount of time. After I got up just east of Des Moines at about 3 AM Tuesday morning I was hoping to make it to Idaho by around 7 PM and then I would stop and get a hotel room. Well best laid plans never seem to work out. Nebraska went on forever.

I did have a very good breakfast in Waco, Nebraska at Annie’s Diner.

Cinnamon spent most of the time looking out the window.

Most of Wyoming was like Nebraska but half way through the landscape started to change. I wanted to stop in Idaho but the town I stopped in must have been having a festival or something because there were no vacancies so I pulled over into a truck stop and slept in the car for about two hours. After a truckers breakfast (well except for the meat) I rolled off again at about 3:30 mountain time. I was wired and drowsy all at the same time and really didn’t feel comfortable unless I was in the car and it was moving.

I went through Utah and Idaho mostly in the dark but Wednesday morning the sun exposed a new landscape.

And then came Oregon.


I was so beat by the time I hit Washington I could barely see straight. Check Zanne’s blog for my arrival and seeing Izzy for the first time in two months.
We stopped at that restaurant/truck stop in Waco on our return home in 2003 and we were totally freaked out. I was sitting in a booth, eight months pregnant and Don just vanished. I finally figured out that he had gone back to the truck because some trucker dude was harassing him about his Hawaiian shirt – it didn’t have Bud Light splayed across the front, so the guy didn’t know what to do. Just say NO to the mid-west man!
I actually had a good time at this dinner. The truckers and farmers looked at me kind of funny but I am used to that. The waitress commented on my sporozoan shirt and I asked her if she would like one and she said she thought her boyfriend would think that was weird so she didn’t take one. One trucker commented on my license plates…Saying “Wow you are long way from home” I told him I was moving to Seattle. He asked me if I was a professor? It was a little weird.