Ohhhh, it's been a looooong 2 days of driving. But here I am in beautiful Yuma, AZ for the next 2 days before I turn around and do it all again.
My favorite thing about Yuma is watching the military pilots in training. They fly over the city a lot, and I have learned to listen for them. They are really fast, and by the time you hear them they've already passed you. This morning they were doing some kind of training that looked like is was straight out of the movie Top Gun.
One pilot in a small Soviet-looking plane would go past, and then about 15 seconds later, a larger US looking plane would be chasing him wherever he went. Then about a minute later another set would go by. Go Maverick!
I don't know why that fascinates me so much. Someday I'm going to get a big book - coffee table style - about the military aircraft and learn to identify them.
Oh yes, and a quick note
To The Person Driving a White Neon on I-15 Monday Afternoon:
I noticed that you passed me several times during part of our drive. The last time you passed me, I really appreciated your waving to me - you know - friendliness to your fellow drivers and all that. I even thought it was nice that you raised one finger. I'm sure you were trying to say - Power To The Drivers! or some message of solidarity.
I wish, though, that you had used your cruise control LIKE I DID - set on 83MPH- because I noticed that a bit further down the road you were pulled over to the side, making another new friend. This one with flashing lights.
Thanks for reminding me that you can always make new friends.
Best Wishes for Your Future Social Opportunities,