Wyoming sucks

November 13, 2011
Yes, those are semi-trucks lined up end to end on the highway. All three lanes of it. Thousands of them.

A nasty blizzard and high wind advisory closed the road between Laramie and the Utah border. We pulled up to this mess about 10 a.m. and got stuck for three hours until the road opened. We decided to chance it because we couldn't stand being stuck anymore and then spent the next 70 miles going an average speed of 3.4 miles per hour. It took us 4.5 hours to get to Rawlins.

It sucked. It blowed. My Dad even said on a number of occasions, "I HATE DRIVING THROUGH WYOMING!" Which is a big deal for my Dad. He never says he hates anything.

We tried to be good sports about the whole thing. Kimmy slept the entire time. Jesse did some math problems, figuring we'd get home in about 100 hours at the rate of speed we were going. And he kept asking me if I wanted him to tell me how my book ended (apparently he only watches the movie versions). My Dad joked we'd get home by 5. My Grandpa threatened to pee out the van... I think mainly for entertainment purposes. We watched a girl jump out of her car on the other side of the highway and run down the road with her boyfriend tagging behind. The men thought they were having a fight but then she snatched up a tire chain that had fallen off and put it back on their front tire, in a skirt, in 50+ mph freezing winds, with about 10 men standing around watching her because they'd pulled over to see if they were ok. And Gloria just sat there annoyed that we weren't moving.

She wasn't the only one.