Being the nerds that we are, Nicole and I would read Desert Solitaire to each other while driving across the country. I started reminiscing about the other kind of odd things we used to do in the car to pass the time, and figured I would share them with the blogosphere:
-memorize the state capitals
-name all of the U.S. states in geographical order
-listen to R.Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" (yes, I have that on my ipod)
-look up "local" things to do in towns we plan to visit and enquire about costs (we mostly called wineries, along with the occasional hot air balloon company)
-record "music videos" on my camera when bored driving through Texas and Oklahoma (if you're lucky you'll see those eventually)
-talk about the first meal we'd have once we returned to NY
-figure out where we were going to sleep that night
In any case, I really want to get back to Arches. When we first arrived in Moab, we set up camp at a site with showers AND wifi (I skyped my parents from our tent that night--and you wonder why technology freaks me out?) We then immediately got back into the car and drove eagerly to the park, for we had no idea what to expect.
I was blown away.
I think what makes Arches so unique is that there is literally NOTHING on this earth that resembles this park. It's a naturally made sculpture garden; thousands and thousands of years of erosion has created these sandstone arches and fins that seem to appear chaotically amongst a stretch of flat, red land. I understand how it can be understood as a spiritual sanctuary. It's so peaceful, yet so bizarre. I can't really explain it better than that, you should really go see for yourselves. In the mean time, here are some pictures that will only do Arches partial-justice:
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