After Manhattan I headed west. It was flat all the way to the mountains. Very flat. So very flat. I guess flat with no trees has its own beauty. I'm sure of it, more or less. I've been to Colorado but I don't think I've ever driven there.
While on the way I saw so many vans that looked like they might be part of #VanLife. I wondered about each and everyone of them. I driven across country many, many times but I think this time I saw more folks traveling or living in vans than ever.
How to tell the difference? Is there a difference other than the amount of time you spend in the van? I think not really.
The weather was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, sunny and I listened to John Denver almost all the way.
I was looking forward to seeing Fr. Rick and celebrating the Holy Mass with him. It's been a minute or two.
We had a wonderful dinner and he introduced me to his favorite wine. He's watching American Idol as I catch up on the blog. Hopefully I can keep caught up.
Oh, they're singing the Rainbow Connection with Kermit the Frog! Gotta go!
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