Yesterday, I stopped at the Welcome Center at the Pa. NJ border. There were two guys standing next to their

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14. Let's see.... My first seatmate was a young runner...

Talked about my mom in HS was a baseketball and tennis person, and had a runner acquaintance.

At night our bus was often between two big trucks!

I loved (usually sat northside) seeing The Big Dipper out the windows. Felt like it was watching over me!

Luckily at night I was by myself so I could contort myself into the most sort of comfortable sleeping position. I did have a blow-up neck pillow. It took 2 1/2 days to get to Flagstaff, AZ where I was meeting up w a NYC friend traveling eastward ftom Cal to Texas back to NYC (we were going to visit the Navajo & Hopi Nations).

It was amazing as one who'd lived or visited only NE States & DC [except Fla as a 5 yr old] watching the natural grounds out the windows change from full grass to scrub!

And as hills subsided by the time we got to the Texas Panhandle. Over night it was so sparse and flat! Only a few very distant lights.

At one point we turned north in NM. And we suddenly saw a big sinkhole to our left! And the joy for me (loving high desert landscpes) seeing my first sculptured rock formations!

Just fascinating, and beautiful landscape changes out the window!

The funniest thing was after leaving my friend in Flagstaff, and heading to San Francisco. I woke up at night, and suddenly seeing the very tall palm trees lining the highway. Woah!

Thought Iwas in Vegas! Nope, Phoenix!