You may be asking yourself: What became of the road trip you invited us on? Life does interfere in my well-laid plans and best intentions. While contemplating a trip or in the early days of high enthusiasm, it’s easy to forget how tiring travel can be. The endings of each day get pushed later and later with the pursuit of things that must be experienced. Wi-fi connections are not always what one would like. Living in the moment soon takes precedence over everything else.
And then, to our great surprise and horror, Bruce and I succumbed to a nasty bit of traveller’s tummy. We can’t pinpoint exactly what was to blame but we have our suspicions. Bruce recovered after thirty-six hours but I took a full seventy-two hours to feel half-way normal and I still need to follow that acronym for the bland diet – BRAT – bananas, rice, apple sauce and toast. Not exactly what one looks forward to on a travelling holiday.
So, I didn’t blog any of the great travel stories I wanted to. We are on Day 14 and I have a long list of blog topics with not much writing to show for the constant barrage of ideas that come to me as I see new things and meet interesting people.
I’m guessing now the highlights of this trip will be shared after the fact but rest assured, those blogs to come will be worth waiting for. Here is just a small taste.
This is a shot of Sand Mountain located on the loneliest highway in America which runs from Fallon Nevada to Ely. The native people compared the shifting dune to a large snake constantly slithering towards its hole in the desert floor. And they spoke of how, if you listened very carefully, you could hear that snake hissing.
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Your photos are ethereal!
Many thanks, Cindy. Taking photos we can enjoy later is one of the highlights of our travels.
Oh dear, tummy bugs do tend to take the shine off travel adventures. Hope you will be 100% soon.
Home sweet home and recovery seems to be slow. Thanks for the well wishes.
Nothing worse than to be on the road with the old tummy staying behind 100 miles.
Well said, P.C. Vastly unpleasant. Happy to be home now and on the mend.
Continue on and take care!😊
We did end up cutting our trip short and heading back towards the Canadian border. Life does throw the old curve balls! Thanks for wishing me well, Mark
Sounds grim: hope you are really better soon and the trip is worth it overall…
I have a neighbour who often stares at me aghast when I mention leaving here. He wonders why we would want to go anywhere when we already live in paradise. I am starting to see the wisdom of his words. But no doubt once I am healed and time goes by, I will feel that old travel bug again.
I hope that nasty tummy bug clears up completely. It’s not easy to enjoy the road when you’re constantly stopping in search of a loo (I know this all too well) 😦 Keep healthy and enjoy the rest of the trip xxxx
You hit the nail on the head, Dianne. I sojourned on as best I could but now that I am home – wow – the whole ordeal is very fresh in my memory. Many thanks for your well wishes.
wishing you a calm tummy
for taking more beautiful imagery, Francis 🙂
The turmoil of the body couldn’t stop the desire to capture the moment but oh, what a struggle. Glad to be home!
Hope you’re feeling better! The pictures are great. Thanks for sharing them with us. @sheilamgood at Cow Pasture Chronicles
Thanks for the well wishes, Sheila. Travellers are advised to keep in mind that old adage about the well-laid plans so often going astray. That was certainly brought home to me in stark terms over the course of our trip. Enjoying the photographic memories helps put it all in perspective. Life goes on. Thank goodness 🙂