Day 1: Maine to Pennsylvania
The northeast has an excess of idiot drivers. I mean tailgaters, people who drive 80 miles an hour on the shoulder, people who weave in and out of traffic. This was the slowest part of the journey because Boston to New York is one traffic delay after another.
Day 2: Pennsylvania to Indiana
Midwestern drivers are much more sane. And it really is true that people in the Midwest are among the friendliest in the country.
Day 3: Indiana to Oklahoma
We made good time on day three. Had lunch at a great locally owned BBQ joint in Missouri. You can’t find food like that in Maine (though in Missouri you can’t find seafood like they do it in Maine).
Day 4: Oklahoma to Holbrook, Arizona
There are a lot of tolls on the Oklahoma turnpike. It costs about $16 to drive from one end of the state to the other. On the plus side, they have great country music stations – Crank Hank plays old stuff as well as a few newer tunes.
We also stopped in Oklahoma City to visit the memorial for the 1995 bombing. The memorial is a great honor to those who died and those who survived. And it does bring back the feelings of sadness outrage that we all experienced 21 years ago.
Arriving in Holbrook, an Arizona mountain town just over the New Mexico border, I was shocked at how cold it was. For the first time since leaving Maine we had to scrape ice off the windshield in the morning.
Day 5: Arriving in Phoenix
Our new home! On the eastern side of the mountains there was more snow than when we left Maine. The western side is completely different – now you’re in the desert with cactus everywhere. Things finally warmed up a bit was we descended into the valley that houses Phoenix.