8am Friday we hit the road, again. Willie Nelson accompanied us as we departed our hometown of Portland, OR. Coffee in hand, livin the life we love, we were a couple of gypsies going down the highway (well, technically I-84). 
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13.5 hours later....
We arrive in West Jordan, UT, finally!
How did we pass all that time you say? Well let me say I'm surprised we still have ears. Under normal circumstances, we should have talked each others' ears off or blown up our eardrums from the rockin tunes. But, I suppose genetics would have us built for this type of thing and we did work up a tolerance for good music and conversation on our last trip :)
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We stopped for dinner at a funky place called Mollie's Diner in Snowville, right on the Idaho/Utah border. It was the essence of small town living. It was silent and stuffy; calendars and coke bottles from years past decorated the walls and the original red stools still graced the counter. We ordered the only vegetarian option on the menu and read an article about a man's trip to this dinky diner. Filled with grilled cheese and homemade potato salad, we were ready to make it through the home stretch.
This last bit of scenery was more than refreshing after the seemingly endless blehhhh of eastern Oregon and Idaho. We climbed a slight hill and behind a distant peak we saw this strange and big ball of light. Is that a dome?? No! It's the moon! Jaws dropped, I grappled for my camera and took as many pictures as I could. None of which do the memory justice, however. Behind us the sky turned a brilliant red, orange and pink canvas. The sky was one fire. The setting sun cast shadows on the clouds being ripped apart from releasing their rain. Incredible. One of the most beautiful and awe-inpiring skies we've ever seen.
Slightly delirious (who wouldn't after a drive like that?) and giddy from the greeting from the cute boy in a mustang, we made it to Kathryn, Justin and Annika's house. After a quiet greeting from the happy and beautiful family (Annika was sleeping) we were ready to call it a night.
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