Monday, July 27, at 4:47am I woke up to get ready for our road trip adventure to Ann Arbor. I thought getting an early start would put a dent into the 23 hour drive ahead of us. Why drive? Why not? It's an experience, another hard drive in the brain to fill. There were 3 reasons for the visit, 1, witness Matt & Erin's wedding, 2, bring back my cat Osiris, and 3, play with all of our friends. With two road bikes packed, deli meat, water, Hansen's, two iPhones loaded with music, and American Spirit yellows, we hit the ground running at 6am on the nose.

Josie and I decided to take the northern route through New Mexico, Colorado, and then cut across through Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, and finally Michigan. Northern NM is quite beautiful, specially at sunrise.

Entering Colorado Springs is stunning. The Rocky Mountains are enormous and intimidating. Colorado is a pretty state and Josie and I decided that, on a different occasion, a visit to Boulder and Fort Collins is necessary.

Oh Nebraska, that John Denver is full of shit. The most grueling point of the trip. Thank baby Jesus for 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon. At this point we were probably 8 hours into the drive and starting to feel the space madness a la Ren & Stimpy.

Omaha, Nebraska at sundown bordering Iowa. We drove almost clear across Iowa stopping at Iowa City before falling asleep behind the wheel. We crashed at a very classy and economical Motel 6.

The next morning we woke up at 7am confident about the 16 hours we put in the day before. We only had a short 7 hour drive to Ann Arbor. Here we are crossing the Mississippi into Illinois.

Big sigh of relief. The excitement started to build at an alarming rate.

We made it - high five. Good 'ol Ann Arbor, the Bubble, the Deuce, A-squared. We drove into the town with heavy rainfall. Here is the Beer Depot, I used to go there everyday when I lived on William.