How should we travel? Car or plane? This April we went west to see Uncle Vern in Mesa, Arizona. We could have flown directly from Grand Forks to Mesa, but we also wanted to see Santa Fe, New Mexico so we drove. This month we wanted to go to Massachusetts for our grandson's high school graduation. We could have driven to Minneapolis, flown to Boston and been there in one day. But we also wanted to go to Annapolis to visit Teresa's sister Cindy so we drove. Driving in the west is zero stress compared with driving in the east. The roads get emptier the further west you go until you hit Phoenix or Los Angeles. The east is far more congested, more convoluted, more interesting. We left home on a Thursday morning and spent the first night in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. The city may be delightful after further acquaintance, but no one was thinking of preserving an Old Town back in the Sixties when they gutted the downtown and put up parking lots. I had found a Country I
At the end of the game, the king and the pawn both go back in the same box.—Italian proverb