Chris calmy steers with a steady hand through the difficult wide open, extremely straight, most boring state in the union, Utah.
We had a sunroof.
Technically this is Colorado.
The mighty Colorado River (ok, you caught us, we're still in Colorado and just like complaining about Utah).
We figured that even Elisabeth couldn't hit anything in Utah.
Jon, confident in Elisabeth's driving ability, catches a quick nap. Sucker.
Utah is only pretty for the first few hundred miles.
Then it becomes Nevada.
It's a Volkswagon bug. It was a rental (long story), so we used up all the windshield wiper fluid to keep the windshield clear enough to drive. The bumper fared less well.
Bugs on the mirror are closer than they appear.
Up in the mountains above Boulder