I took the 70 east, instead of going through Salt Lake. Which means I didn't get to hang out with more cute mormon nuns, but I did get to see this:
Kolob Canyon, I think it was. Made good echos. And was a good backdrop for a nap on top of the car.
It was a nice night, so I rolled my sleeping bag out in the Utah desert, under the stars. And there were so many stars... it's been a while since I've slept under a sky like that.
The drive into Colorado on the 70 was pretty too. Then, I got back to the mountain monastery that is my home, and unpacked my stuff. So... here I am.