TulipGirl

Two weeks, eight states and five thousand miles. . . Hiking mountain paths, rafting white waters. . . Sketchbooks and pencils, reading by dim car light and moonlight. . . Throwing up in a plastic cup. . . Long flat endless plains, sulphery gnatty bayous, crazy curvy cliff-edge roads. . . Photos, sketches, stories told. . . Great-grandmother, great-uncle and their cats. . . Grandparents, itty-bitty cousin, family reunion. . . Real cowboys, roadside trinkets, route 66. . . Texas barbecue in Colorado, New Orleans seafood on David Street, cousins cooking dinner. . . Sweeping grandeur, rocky mountains, breathtaking canyon. . . Elk, deer, hawks. . . Waterfalls, alpine lakes, hot springs. . . Chasing cousins, climbing rocks. . .

We’re home from the best family roadtrip ever.