Woke up. Got out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head.
Okay, maybe no comb. Anyway, we pack for an overnight trip and hop in the car to meet up with Lola and Rich (and his 42-foot RV) at a Denny's on the north side of Las Vegas. Once together, we begin the caravan up I-15 through southern Nevada, into the canyonlands of Arizona. I really hadn'
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