The end of the trip - My Wednesday (Yesterday)

As you may have gathered, I took a road trip this week. I picked up a car in Ontario and took it to El Paso, Texas. The rough numbers are something like 1800 miles, roughly 30 hours of driving, one hotel, no speeding tickets, three airplanes, one can (12oz) of Red Bull, three fast food "meals," and many gallons of diesel fuel. I do like a good road trip, but driving across West Texas I can live without.

8:00 AM Central Time, Depart Dallas and headed West

4:30 PM Mountain Time, Arrive El Paso

6:05 PM Mountain Time, Depart El Paso via Southwest Airlines

8:40 PM Central Time, Arrive Dallas Love Field

9:00 PM Central Time, Arrive back at home, sleep.

Interstate 20 looks like this.

And this.

Interstate 10 looks like this.

But only when it's about to rain.

Did you know the speed limit on I-10

is 80MPH in many places?

Ahh, the "comfort" of a SWA 737.

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