The party is over and my spring break is coming to an end. Driving home is always a bit more desperate than the drive out west. I packed the car with way more stuff than I had coming in. Monika gave me bags of winter clothing, some camping gear and things she did not have room to fly back with her. My mom gave me a shelf for my bathroom that I had wanted last summer . Balt ended up being more comfortable with the added things, using Monika's clothes as a pillow and no longer having any worries of falling off the seat since the leg room was stuffed full. I left after a nice breakfast with my mom and Monika. My mom prayed for my safety and we all hugged goodbye. It was hard not to cry. I wanted to stay but I knew in 6 short weeks Monika would be home from college for the summer and in 5 months I would return to go camping for my summer vacation. Balt seemed eager to get on the road, seeming to understand we were going back home where he belonged.
I stopped for gas 3 times, and got dinner in St. George, Utah-- the last In N Out on my way. I drove 755 miles until I got to Colorado, around midnight. I had to stop at the side of the road to pee for the first time since the girls were little. It was dark, so I felt pretty safe that no one would see me and I am sure it saved me a 15 minutes stop. It will be a full day of driving tomorrow as well. I am almost done with Wild and will need to pick out another book for the rest of my trip. Had I stayed home and done nothing much but read, I would not have been able to finish 4 books, but I will during this drive and it certainly has changed the way road trips pass. I occasionally turn off the narration to listen to music or the news, since that has been my practice in the past. Listening helps to ease the time hashing over things on my mind, which may or may not be a good thing.
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