Koyaanisqatsi II -- A Road Trip page 22 Day 11 (is that all??) We woke up completely refreshed and ready to start again. We were served a good breakfast at the motel by a singing waiter and we met a little girl who belonged to one of the motel employees who was so friendly to us that we thought she was going to get in the car and join us. We cleaned out the ice chest and tossed a good portion of our trash. We had a vague sort of plan which would get us to somewhere in Nevada where we would do one more motel and then head for home. We started out about 10:00am and passed through Little towns, ranches, farms, hills, and deserts. The sense of being the only people on earth from the night before was completely gone as we were seeing more cars every hour and lots of local people going about their usual Monday morning business. We stayed on back roads for a while but finally connected up with Interstate 15 and we accepted that it would be freeway from now on. Thus began a stretch of boredom -- one of the few we had -- Jason and Lucy started playing car games that Lucy had brought but neither one of them could find all of the road signs they needed to win. We considered a couple of side trips but by the time we got around to deciding anything definite we were usually 10 miles down the road. Traffic kept picking up as we neared Salt Lake City, then we were detoured around it onto Interstate 80. We stopped to eat at a trucker/naugahyde diner at the edge of the Great Salt Lake and were given huge portions of pretty decent food. Back into the car for that wonder of wonders, the Salt Flats. We were prepared for it, so it wasn't too incredibly long or boring, but just the right amount of long and boring. We were travelling up to 100 mph at times. It was too bright and too hot but we made it through. People had laid out patterns and messages with rocks along the edge of the road, but they went by in a blur. We saw the mountains coming towards us, and then we were back in Nevada and one state closer to home. Driving... driving, driving       Big wheels keep on turnin'           I can't drive fifty-five!              Flies on the windscreen...                  Kwa! Kwa! Tubular bells!   Tell a friend about this site with a free virtual road trip postcard © 1990-2006 neonpages.com