A brief aside.

Vacation n. A period of time devoted to pleasure, rest, or relaxation.

As of today--Day 15--this is becoming the longest such "period of time" we've shared in our nearly 30 years of marital togetherness. (Global  trekkers we're not.) As the road ahead of us continues, we're becoming less engaged in what's REALLY going on. Disasters (read oil, twisters, and Orlando losing) continue without our input. Iraq and Afghanistan will no doubt still be a big mess when we finally surface for a look around. And we're definitely missing out on some good news and fun on the homefront too, while we're away. My point is. . . we don't care. At least, not enough to turn around yet and start to re-engage.

The places we've been and have still to go. The people we've met and exchanged a few minutes--or several hours --of good energy with, along the road. The conversations we've had with each other--both serious and silly. (Giggled like 3rd graders at the Shell Station yesterday as we filled Hillary with "El Paso gas.") This is a journey of inward and outward discovery that I could not have predicted as we pulled out of our driveway on May 11th.

My next posts may be about (1) Linda and Jerry Lundeen-- a couple of Las Cruces wonders who have gifted us with some new dreams, (2) some of the best food we've encountered so far, and (3) Marfa --the biggest little town in Far West Texas (aka the trans-Pecos.)

Meanwhile, both of my road companions are threatening to leave w/o me, this morning, if I don't close this soon. We're heading to Big Bend Nat'l Park for the day, and will return for a second night in the Hotel Paisano in Amazing Marfa.

Thanks for all your comments! They provide us welcome connections to and reminders of home.