Lake Havasu City to Albuquerque New Mexico
(520 miles)
We were anxious to get out of town, so we were up and moving pretty early. After buttoning up the trailer for a month long abandonment, we hit the road.
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Within a short time we came across a recent accident. The police hadn't even arrived yet, but it didn't look like anyone was hurt.
Standin’ on a Corner in Winslow Arizona. I did that, while Paul fueled up the truck. It wasn't the corner and there was no girl in a flat bed Ford, either. 
This is the corner, but it isn't my picture. I stole it from the internet because we blew by at 30 mph, so my picture came out blurry.
Driving through Winslow, and not stopping to see “the corner” again ( we drove by it a few years ago) reminded me of a feeling that I had about 11 years ago. That feeling is a huge part of why I wanted to RV full time when the opportunity presented itself.
About 11 years ago, Paul’s parents gave us a car. The only thing we had to do was go get it. The car was in El Paso, and we lived in Massachusetts. So, we both flew out to TX, spent a couple of days visiting his parents, and then took off for Boston.
We drove 13 hours a day- from sun up to sun down, to make it back in 4 days. We needed to get back to the kids as soon as we could. So along the way I took pictures- pictures of Welcome signs. 
Lots of Welcome signs.
I got my first glimpse- and just a glimpse- of the Mighty Mississippi, as we drove by at 65 mph.
So many places looked intriguing. I had never been to Nashville or Memphis (you can bet I have since remedied that!).
We drove past places I had heard about in songs- like the Blue Ridge Mountains, and West Virginia…
The signs enticed us to get off the highway…..
….but we didn't. We kept on driving. Past it all. We didn't stop to see anything.
It was on that trip that I realized that there was so much to see in this country, that we needed to find a way to explore it. When we got home, I told Paul I wanted to do that same trip some day, but I wanted to take a month to do it- not 4 days.
Of course, real life delayed the realization of that dream. We had two teenagers at the time, Paul was entrenched in the corporate world, and he soon after that trip he was informed that he was being relocated to Michigan. I wouldn't trade that time of our lives for anything. We enjoyed Michigan and have great memories of our 4 years there, but when Paul got the notice to retire in 2009, we knew it was our chance to escape the rat race and explore all the amazing things that this country has to offer. And that’s just what we've done!
Ok, that’s enough of that. See what happens when I have too much time to reflect???
Back to today- after 520 miles, we called it a day when we made it to the Elks Lodge RV parking in Albuquerque New Mexico- pretty satisfied with the amount of miles we got under our belts.
Speaking of miles- today the odometer on the truck passed the 100,000 mile mark. Paul forgot about it, so no pictures, but he says its the most miles he has ever put on a vehicle.
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