But before I go into our new place in Oregon, I need to go back to Nebraska, the country's worst state to drive across. But it's not the fact that I stared at cornfields and open highway for seven straight hours and had complete, meaningful conversations with the cats in attempt to quell the boredom. It's this I want to talk about:
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| your toilet's worst nightmare |
It was long past lunchtime and Arthur and I decided to make a stop to eat food. For 99% of the roadtrip, I was the front driver. But for some strange, horrible reason, Arthur was leading when we pulled off I-80. We had chosen a great exit for food variety. McDonald's, Subway, Arby's. Burger King, a few others. I was hopeful that one of these places would be satisfactory enough for Arthur. But his love for Mexican food and his curiosity for a place he had never eaten before overrode the risk of what this place could do to our already-weakened digestive systems, and with horrible dread, I tried to come to terms with the fact that his car was pulling into the Taco John's parking lot and I had no choice but to follow.
It was, by far, the worst filth I have ever put into my body, and I'll keep it at that. If the world is ending and you have to choose between starvation or Taco John's, starvation is the preferred option. Just don't eat there. Nothing good can come out of a place that makes Taco Bell look like a five-star paradise. And Taco John's has now completely ruined Nebraska for me because it's all I can think about every time I relive my experience driving through that state. Nebraska probably has some redeeming qualities. Like endless corn on the cob and limitless cow dung. But I can never embrace those redeeming qualities, ever. Damn you, Taco John's!
Anyway, back to the trip. Colorado was a great vacation and I can totally see myself living there someday, even though my car hated navigating the Rockies. Apparently trucks hate navigating the Rockies as well, because the interstate was full of these runaway truck lanes that cut off into a steep incline for those times when, you know, your brakes decide to quit, nbd. They were really quite terrifying.
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| Yeah I'll just ram my car up this 90 degree incline no prob |
Also there were multiple warnings of 5 and 6% downgrades, which aren't that big of a deal - they exist in Western Mass, no problem. A 15% grade on a dirt road, however, is the equivalent of driving off a cliff, and Arthur's car decided to throw a tantrum after that one and the result was a temporary loss of power steering. I guess it didn't like the exhilaration of off-roading.
Utah brought more mountain driving, which my car protested every step of the way. Unfortunately, keeping one eye on my temp gauge meant taking pictures while driving became increasingly more difficult so I only got one decent shot:
And I am going to snag a photo off of Google Images to show you Black Dragon Canyon, which we drove through. It was so gorgeous!
When we left the morning of the 9th, we were gung-ho on getting through the rest of Utah, Idaho, and across Oregon in one day, so we whipped through the last leg of the drive and made it into Albany at midnight - 16 hours straight of driving. It was as awful as it sounds.
Idaho was boring, but at least it was flatter so I didn't have to worry so much about my car. It was covered in those windmill things - there were literally hundreds of them all over and you could see them going back for miles. They're kind of creepy.
And then, finally, the last state crossing!
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| I celebrated until I realized I still had nine more hours of driving |
The Oregon drive was beautiful, especially through the Blue Mountains.
... and then it got dark so I pretty much missed out on seeing everything cool. But we made it in that night and the kitties were very happy to have a whole apartment to bounce around in. All night long.
Our apartment is really cute, clean, and bright. It's in a state of chaos right now because all our things made it yesterday so there are boxes everywhere, but I'll post pictures on Facebook, featuring our beautiful new couch, when it's done.
OSU is a beautiful campus and meeting all the other grad students at orientation was really great. I don't start classes until the 26th, but I'm excited to get started. Oregon itself is wonderful - minus the fact that it's illegal to pump my own gas (I already had to be a bitch to the attendant - I told you I wanted premium, dammit!), everything is really relaxed and convenient. And the Mexican food? To die for.
And this completes my blog - I've run out of country to drive on :) Here is the obligatory map, and thanks everyone for following! When are y'all coming out to visit? :)




















