wyoming: home on the range

photos 1-3 were taken closer to the utah border

is there any wonder why

i love wyoming so much?

drive-by (photo) shooting - outside Cheyenne, WY

a thing for clouds

Oklahoma

Wyoming (had great clouds)

Oregon

GPS needs a name

This is what happens when you change your destination and your GPS takes you on the shortest route: you end up on CR Hh in the southeast corner of Colorado.

Or this could be for all the times I made the GPS re-calculate...

I also really wish my GPS was cuss word capable.

Because I have a feeling this is the conversation that would ensue:

GPS: re-calculating, take a right in 1.4 miles

Me: Just relax, I'm just getting gas. (also not turning in 1.4 m)

GPS: re-calculating, take the next left. Turn left NOW.

Me: chill out ...i know how to get back to the exit

GPS: W(hy)TF did you ask me to get you to your #)($*$ing destination if you weren't going to 2(#*$&ing listen to me?

Me: chill the #$@% out. i just wanted to #$)*ing diet coke.

blu after a long day riding

she would not do this in the car but the moment we were inside...down for the count.

hatch show print

i really wish they were open when i was there because i have wanted to buy a print (any print) for a few years...just means i have to return to nashville, right?

for some unknown reason, am totally diggin' this photo.

http://www.countrymusichalloffame.com/site/experience-hatch.aspx

nashville

love this old bank is now a tattoo parlour...

NODA: engine #7

am a lil behind on posting some pix

Signposts

Right now, I SHOULD be packing (the leftover stuff I haven't gotten to yet & have been using) but instead I am procrastinating. I mean, who needs sleep? Especially when there is a 6.5 hour drive looming in the oh so near future. (and then the other 40 hours of drive time after that...)

It has been an interesting day ...lunch w/ friends, lots of packing, moving, hauling, cleaning, trivia / dinner w/ friends ...a massive thunderstorm downtown, a sidestep to another bar for a drink... hoping the rain would subside. Even though I am really excited about the journey ahead, I am tearful for all the nouns (people, places & things) I am leaving behind. The new friendships I have formed on late night train rides after trivia, the old friendships that have seen me through many moments (happy & sad), the friendships that have grown slowly & the ones that sprouted immediately as if they had a life of their own.

I feel like I have grown up in Charlotte ...well, become an adult in Charlotte (well, that definable moment took place in Montana ...BUT...). I have grown so much since I arrived! And each of the people I met along the way have somehow shaped that. I cannot express how much every single person means to me, even those small or short lived encounters... the pieces of everyone I have stolen to make me a better person.

I can remember the first time I visited Charlotte. It was over Christmas break in college and I remember riding past downtown, down Independence. So many things have changed since then. The open fields that now house businesses or homes, the roads that have widened and the uptown skyline with all those gorgeous new buildings! Part of me feel that life stops when you leave a place but it continues to grow in our absence. Which is probably why they say you can never go home again...because its not the home you remember.

am going to miss y'all terribly. But its time to follow this path.

I'm off to Nashville in the morning with my trusty sidekick blu. (That is, if I can get to sleep so I can wake up in 4 hours to get new tires, drop stuff off at Goodwill one last time, a final stop to storage & to pack up my car....)

NODA gallery crawl :: music on the street

lark & key

at the penguin (again)

fried pickles @ the penguin
picture is even better (more authentic?)
because there is a pitcher of sweet tea in the photo.