If there is one thing I did to an excess while driving cross-country, it was taking photos.
Between my new camera and my iPhone, I logged thousands of photos.
Because the iPhone was easy to tote around, there were so many instances when I simply pulled it our from my purse (or from the arm rest when I was driving) and snapped pics.
I like to think these photos help show the beauty of the lesser traveled/boring drives through the heart of America. For even more photos, be sure to click the links.
Enjoy the “iphoneography!”
The journey begins in Las Vegas. Dave and I head north on I-15 to Zion. Our drive through Nevada is flat, with desert surrounding us and mountains in the far distance.
A quick 2 1/2 hour drive from Las Vegas is one of the most spectacular spots I have ever visited — Zion National Park. Our first night, we grab dinner at the Bit & Spur, a cute Southwest restaurant with views of the fiery orange rocks from the patio.
The next day, we go and explore Zion. Walking from our moderately crappy motel, we hit the entrance to Zion on foot.
Our next stop: Colorado.
We drive for 10 – plus hours. My eyes having a hard time to stay open as we go from high desert to the Mars-like landscape of barren red rock jutting out at different levels with the Rockies (or what I kept saying were the Rockies) in the distance.
Finally, we cross Utah into Colorado and we get our first glimpse of the magnificent Rocky Mountains.
Suddenly, I am awake. Thrilled to be in such a spectacular landscape.
From Denver, we head back up to Keystone for a conference. While I wait for our conference to kick-off, I spend time wandering through the main street of the charming ski town of Breckenridge.
In Keystone, we are treated to high altitude and a sunset to rival some of the best I’ve ever seen. I’m sure that had something to do with the peak with little bursts of lingering snow set against the pine trees and pinks and blues of the sky.
I said “see you soon” to Dave in Keystone and then began the rest of my road trip with Erica. In the middle of the night, we drove from there to Denver, and in the morning we were off through the flat roads of Nebraska (and Colorado).
Eventually, we stopped in Omaha and enjoyed the awesomeness of the city and a dive bar tour.
The next day, we head out to Chicago via I-80 and Iowa. I’m surprised and delighted by what we see out of the window. It’s beautiful.
Of course, as we get closer to Chicago, traffic stops. Which gives me time to hang out the window and take some pics.
After Chicago, we headed south through Indiana …
Our second night, we hit up Holy Grail, a church-turned-bar near my friend’s place.
No visit to Louisville is complete without trying some bourbon!
After two weeks of driving cross-country, we finally headed to Maryland, stopping to see my brother first in Frostburg.
And then, eight hours later, we were to my house. And the next brief chapter of my life began.