The journey of a thousand miles begins with...the perfect pair of shoes.
Day 3 and we start off with no movie.

Oh and
still in Texas. Look! More nothing:

Why doesn't everyone in America understand this?

We stopped for a potty break and I found these. Don't worry, I was parked when I took this one. They also had plain Limon, but I opted for the Chili Limon. The Limon was tangy and delicious, but the chili was HOT!

Look, it's lunch time. All eyes are on me. Or rather the "Justaburger" I was holding:

OMG! El Paso! Do you know why I was so excited to see El Paso? It's the
last city in Texas!

A shot of my GPS. See the US Border? That's the 'heel' of Texas. Mexico is on the left. Quite a difference, huh?

New Mexico! No more Texas! No more Texas!

Um...where's Wyle E. Coyote?

I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque!

Goody! We're driving into this:

Border Patrol! Being blond haired (with a smidge of help) and blue eyed (naturally), I was not stopped.

Hey, when you're the only gas station for miles, look what you can do:

A choir of angles broke out into the halleluiah chorus:

Maybe Arizona is not for me:

Awww, look how Ft. H welcomed us:

Home! For a few months anyway.
3 comments:
Hi Mom in High Heels, I do have to say that I love heels too :-) And that your blog is pretty interesting. Im glad you made it through your road trip, and if you dont mind I will be adding you to my blogroll :-)
Great document of a road trip, cute dogs too!
Sarah
Hi :)
I came for a visit to your blog after what you wrote on mine and read the whole thing. I love your sense of humor!
I just have to say.... you poor thing. My in-laws live right next to that base and if you thought Texas was bad... yikes! Be glad that you are leaving soon!
I think your dogs are adorable and your son is darling :)
I hope you keep blogging.
rue
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