One time, not that long ago, David and I visited Riverside, CA. We went there to attend my little sister’s graduation ceremony at California Baptist University. We also went to help her pack her apartment, and help her drive from Riverside, CA, to Houston, TX. It was a long road trip for three people plus one cranky cat in a semi-questionable Jeep that was pulling a U-Haul and stuffed with personal belongings. Google said the trip would take 21 hours if we drove it straight. I value my sanity and my sleep too much, so we scheduled some stops along the way. Here’s some photos from the ridiculous journey.

Our first stop was the Grandest Canyon of all, the Grand Canyon. While driving there everything looked fine and beautiful….and then it started snowing. Which would have been okay if we weren’t wearing freak’n shorts.

We arrived at the canyon and were amazed at how beautiful and grand it actually was. It’s waaay better in real life than photos.
We also couldn’t help but notice a rather large storm creeping up on us…

We were able to snap a few photos before we were drenched and frozen

But we inevitably had to run for cover

We ran for shelter, had some lunch, and figured our day at the canyon was done due to the bad weather. Just when we were about to call it quits and get back on the road, the rain stopped and the sun came out. We were able to squeeze in a mini hike and shake out our legs afterall.

Jenn was feeling so good that she decided to show-off her killer yoga skills on the side of the canyon! She just needed a little assistance…

We packed it up and got back on the road

Party Donkey led the way

 After hearing a zillion radio ads on repeat for it, we decided to stop by Meteor Crater. It was closed, so we just sadly drove past it. The cat was very unhappy.

The next day we stopped at the Cadillac Ranch in Amarillo, TX. Apparently it had just rained, so the Cadillac field was very very very muddy. I was a pretty princess who didn’t pack any close-toed shoes so I needed piggy back rides to and from the Cadillacs, which was hilarious. 

We only had eight more hours ’till home after Amarillo. I think those hours might have been the worst. The only things that got us through that long leg of Texas were Sabritones, Starbucks, and Season One of Serial.
In the end, we all made it to Houston in one piece and without killing each other. MAJOR ACCOMPLISHMENT. Cheers to the comfort of your own home and family road trips!