I'm ba-ack!

We are in Anchorage! We have teh internets! Slower internet, but still. It's the internet!

This is our last view of Arizona -- a beautiful sunset. Nice, especially since we haven't seen a sunset since leaving Washington (not that we saw the sun set in Washington -- we didn't even see the sun in Washington!) because we are so far north it doesn't get dark. Anchorage has 24 hours of daylight in June. It gets darker, but not actually dark. Not dark enough so you couldn't drive your car without headlights. Not dark enough so you can't read your newspaper outside at midnight. And definitely not dark enough so you know it's time to go to bed...(very confusing, especially when you don't have any wall clocks and no evening news to help remind you it's actually night time...

It was a very very very very very long drive. We don't want to do it again. We don't want to do any long drive again for a very long time...

The second day we drove from San Bernadino to Stockton, CA, I think...we drove through endless miles of Joshua Trees, which are fascinating to look at, for a while. Very twisty and bent. I like the Saguaro cactus better, myself.



We stayed in Grant's Pass, Oregon, the next night...getting into the lush and green and obscenely fertile environment. It was overwhelming, it was so green and everything was blooming. Being used to the Sonoran desert, where stuff blooms, but it's just a plant here and there, not masses of flowers everywhere.

The Space Needle, as we are driving through Seattle. (We stayed in Washington, with my sister, for two days. A very necessary break from the Suburban...). Not a great photo, taken as we were zooming along I5 (well, as much as a Suburban with a trailer behind and a canoe on top can actually zoom...) but notice the lovely gray skies? Yeah. That's my least favorite thing about western Washington...I love the Puget Sound region, just not the weather there...



My boys in front of some of that crazy green stuff. It's green here in Anchorage, but not as green and lush and just so dang fertile as it is in the Puget Sound region...



Our first stop in Canada. The dogs did great on the trip. They slept when we were driving, and were happy to get walks every couple of hours. They finally got used to pooping not in their backyard, but not before I began to fear for Abe's intestines. (Neither dog ever pooped on a walk. Never ever. We walked Mojo daily for months, and the only place he ever pooped was his own backyard, and he taught that to Abe.) They were always ready to get back in the back of the Suburban and go for another ride. We had one wall of their cage behind the back seat, their beds covered pretty much the whole back, so I think it felt pretty familiar to them. Plus they were exhausted from the weeks leading up to the move -- all the uproar and visitors and unusually high levels of activity at the house wore them out.

I need to sort out and mess with my photos some more before I post the rest of the trip...I haven't been all that anxious to relive the trip through photos, yet...