I Confess… Road Trip Edition

“I Confess” theme by Carissa

Moab, UT

I confess that every time I stop to get gas and clean my windshield, I seriously consider taking the squeegee to the entire exterior of my car. #somuchdirt

I confess that I still play the “Out of State License Plate” game. As of this morning, I had 42 states and 5 Canadian provinces. Stoked! I need some bitches from New England to get out west!

I confess that I had planned to read so many books on this trip. Those 6 books on my kindle are still sitting there… I did finish my Teddy Roosevelt biography though. Finally.

I confess that if you’re going to be drinking alone, it might as well be with wine you bought at a gas station in the desert. They always say you do things you’d never normally do when you travel alone…

I confess that while most people really hate Top Ramen noodles after eating it so often in college, I still kinda like it. I’ve had it a couple times. {widegrinemoji}

I confess that sometimes I’m ok with just 3.5 tent stakes. Sometimes you hit a rock with that 4th stake and I just leave it halfway. My tent has yet to blow away.

Joshua Tree National Park, CA

I confess that the following items accompany me into my tent each night because I’ve seen way too many scary movies: a hammer, a knife, and a can of mace. Although I think spraying mace inside my tent would hit my eyes just as much as a would-be murderer so my plan is to use that after I whack somebody in the head with the hammer and cut them (hard) with my knife. Assuming Tango does nothing… which is unlikely. But at least there’s a plan.

I confess that Tango and I ran a 3 mile trail yesterday in Boulder and I thought I was going to die. Lack of regular training + 5500 feet altitude = less than stellar performance. Running along the South Boulder Creek was pretty though.

Boulder, CO

I confess that I stayed at a KOA campground. With wifi. And a hot tub. Both of which I took full advantage of. Cheryl Strayed I am not…

I confess that this failed silhouette shot (that makes it look like the sun shines out of my who-ha makes me laugh so I’m keeping it. Aaaaand posting it on the interwebs.

Rocky Mountain National Park, CO

I confess that I’m still figuring out my bluetooth phone camera remote. There are quite a few shots like this that get deleted daily.

 It was freezing. I was just wearing several layers and my gloves were in my pockets. I’m not pregnant.

I confess that another schedule change is in the works for next week. It’s been too chilly/rainy for my liking and so I might just head up to see my man-friend a little earlier than planned. Not mad about that either.

I confess that this trip is still my best decision this year.