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On the Road

“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”

― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Hadley had just matured to the ripe old age of six months, and we realized it was high time we introduced him to one of our absolute favorite experiences in life… a roadtrip.  There are a kaleidoscope of reasons why we love a good road trip, but I think JK’s quote above sums things up pretty succinctly.

Planning the route, as always, is half the fun of a roadtrip, and after a bit of deliberation, some motions to extend the timeline, and others to expand the scope, the trip planning committee settled on a comprehensive, yet not circuitous, tour of the southwest via an anticlockwise course through Western Colorado, Utah, Arizona, and New Mexico- spreading our time between experiencing nature’s natural beauty at Arches NP, the Grand Canyon, and the Petrified Forest among other places, and catching up on our R&R at poolside cabanas and quaint B&Bs.

Our first destination was Moab- a beguiling place if there ever was one. We arrived late, with a screaming backseat travel companion, and totally taken by surprise at the lack of available camping spots, decided to can our maxim of never paying to pitch our tent (or at least never paying too much), and set up camp in a cookie-cutter sight, between two mini-vans, at the first RV park that had any vacancy.  We paid an embarrassing amount for nine square feet of pea gravel, but when a third of your crew is about to mutiny, you do what you must, principles be damned.

Not wanting to repeat the humiliating exercise another night, we got out of their early the next morning, and snagged one of the many BLM campsites north of town along the river, that had been vacated by some traveler headed home due to it being the end of the weekend.  With our fee paid, and a few nonessential camping items left to stake our claim, we headed off to see if Arches National Park had anything to captivate the attention of a six month old.

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An End on Crete

Leaving Oia was bittersweet, but as always in these situations, we came to terms with it by vowing to return someday.  Our party was breaking up, and after a week in paradise, we were all going our different ways- Kate, John and Hannah to explore more of Europe, Jake and Jackie to set sail on a blustery tour of the Dalmatian Coast with the legendary Yacht Week, and us, to return home and take possession of our own sailboat, the equally legendary Saint Robert.  Happily though, due to logistics and airline schedules and ticket prices, our flight to the US was not for another few days, which delay coincided nicely with Jake and Jackie’s own hiatus before their sailing voyage- and so, the four of us decided to make one final stop in the Aegean before leaving it to the Greeks: we decided to go to Crete.

Our last day in Crete, and of the whole vacation, was rightly spent on the beach

Our last day in Crete, and of the whole vacation, was rightly spent on the beach

We would only be there for two days, so we picked a laidback hotel close to the beach, with the plan to spend one glorious day sunbathing on the sandy shore (something lacking in Oia), and the other visiting the famed ruins of Knossos, where King Minos built a labyrinth under his palace to imprison the Minotaur.  Some of us enjoyed the ruins more than others, but we all loved the beach.  In the end it didn’t really matter…

Cheers from Crete- the last photo of the trip!

Cheers from Crete- the last photo of the trip!

As long as we are together, with good friends, having good laughs, and making good memories, it doesn’t much matter where we go or what we see.  Our circuit around the Aegean was definitely amazing, and I cherish all the stories and photos I accumulated, but the real souvenir was time spent with our favorite people.  Until next time, this is…

the end

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Oia or Elysium

We spent one last day in Oia, exploring the maze of cobbled streets- sometimes finding dead ends, and sometimes stumbling upon expansive sea views.  The blue paint of the church domes perfectly matched the blue dome of the sky above and the blue infinity of the ocean below.  The gentle curves of the white washed buildings mimicked the billowing clouds on the horizon.  I’m not sure, but I can imagine heaven looking something like this…

Elysium

Elysium

 

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