Being Schlo-Hard: Hanging Up the Keys

The road was kind to us once again.
We made it to Houston.

2,760 miles
7 states
6 days
4 tires
2 people
1 sweet ride!

We stopped at hotels along the way in Medford, OR (or Methford as the review for a Thai place on Yelp named it. Funny enough, the review for the restaurant had a photo of the food next to a handgun and a big scary knife... not the kind you cut food with. A Yelper thought it was necessary to include their sweet with their takeout to show how tough they are. Needless to say... the food was not that great.) Bakersfield was another stop, Las Vegas (Luxor!!), Albuquerque, Byers TX (John Darling's fathers farm), and on to Houston.

One stop that was truly memorable- Petrified National Forest in Arizona. We arrived only 30 minutes before they closed so we had the entire place to our selves. Sunset over the Painted Desert, pinks on the stunning formations, petrified trees scattered about... it felt like we were adventurers with a time machine. We became frantic trying to catch the sunset before the park rangers rolled us out.

How do you know when you have crossed over to Texas? Well, can you see any elevation at all? Yes? Then you are not in Texas yet. What about now? See any elevation of any kind? No? TEXAS!

We woke up in Byers TX on the Harding Farm to a light dusting of snow as far as the eye could see. The windmill looking over the fields at sunrise made it finally feel like Christmas. Christmas in Houston with the Harding’s! Wait... I AM a Harding now! Whoa!

Anyways. We have made it. We got the keys, signed up for electrics, didn't get a pony, started looking for jobs, washed and cleaned out Fancy Grace Manners, and identified the BEST taco truck in the neighborhood. Life is good.

Random pics to follow. Completely random.