25/365.

Road Trip part three:
"Wait, you dropped your phone in the shake?"

So, our trip came to a close, we said our "bye, love yas" to the Engers, and strapped back on our seatbelts. The car trip home was made in one, very long, very very long ride, but with laughs along the way, of course.
Here is the majority of what I witnessed throughout the day:

Tom driving. (He drove the entire way this time, folks. Hats off.)

Faith reading.

Bridges. (Yup, they are still there when you drive in the opposite direction.)


Meanwhile, the scenery, the ipod, and a wandering mind were my most faithful companions. (And Roma too! Thanks for the texts, Romanina; you truly kept me company.)

We were appreciative to get home safely, and we continue to relish in the memories of the trip.

I am truly blessed.

22/365.

Road trip part two:
"You're a wreck."

Here we are on the second leg of the journey, leaving Hardrock Hotel, where Pops and I stayed the night before. The shower had three shower heads, I won $300 with rookie luck at Flop Poker, and Dad and I had some definite father-daughter bonding when we enjoyed my win over a milkshake and root beer float.


SO, onward! Here's a shot I got when we were waiting for this train to pass (after being on the road less than five minutes). I was playing with the color feature on my camera and was fortunate enough to get this one (I was on a role with the luck).


Despite the train delay, we started out with high morale, Tom teaching me many things along the way...
I learned all about how bridges are built, that bridges are very important to this area of the country, and that there is some very historically important onramp to a bridge in Louisiana that all engineers know about. I now know many things about bridges that I will probably soon forget.


As the hours wore on, Tom kept his eyes on the road while I played the supportive passenger role.

After some more talk about bridges, and Vietnam, we finally made it!!!
This. Is Houston.

Concrete heaven.




On to the Engers' place!!!
And to see sweet Noah.
Now only one more hour to get across the city...

But oh how the drive was worth it.

Thanks for the miles, Dad-O. :)