Jeremy has joined us in the US. As part of our experiment flying into SEA-TAC instead of dog-legging it down to PDX, the girls and I drove up to Seattle to pick him up at the airport. Then we had the pleasure of driving to Idaho Falls via a completely new (to me) route. Instead of going through Boise, we were up north on I-90 through Spokane, Missoula, Butte, and on down to IF. It was a beautiful drive and did not include any Eastern Oregon or post-Boise doldrums or Pocatello we're-almost-there-but-time-is-going-so-slooooooow breakdowns.
Driving through all the beautiful scenery, I tried to soak in our American road trip experience. These efforts were helped along by listening to MoTab's America's Choir album. I've listened to this music dozens of times in the UAE, too, but somehow the wide expanse of the Montana sky amplified the effect of Come, Come, Ye Saints and Bound for the Promised Land and Battle Hymn of the Republic and Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing. It was glorious.
The kids pondered why Montana has a big sky.
They got free, unpolished opals at a random small-town gas station in Spencer, Idaho.
We binged on American road trip food favorites like pepperoni, string cheese, and Fruit by the Foot.
Then, THEN, we drove through a thunder/lightning/rain/hailstorm near Dubois. It was one of the more exotic weather experiences my kids have ever had, if you can believe it. I was glad they could enjoy it. Here's Miriam enjoying the show.
Of course, like most road trips, the best part was when we arrived at our destination, Chez Palmer Grandparents. Let the fun continue.
Driving through all the beautiful scenery, I tried to soak in our American road trip experience. These efforts were helped along by listening to MoTab's America's Choir album. I've listened to this music dozens of times in the UAE, too, but somehow the wide expanse of the Montana sky amplified the effect of Come, Come, Ye Saints and Bound for the Promised Land and Battle Hymn of the Republic and Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing. It was glorious.
The kids pondered why Montana has a big sky.
They got free, unpolished opals at a random small-town gas station in Spencer, Idaho.
We binged on American road trip food favorites like pepperoni, string cheese, and Fruit by the Foot.
Then, THEN, we drove through a thunder/lightning/rain/hailstorm near Dubois. It was one of the more exotic weather experiences my kids have ever had, if you can believe it. I was glad they could enjoy it. Here's Miriam enjoying the show.
Of course, like most road trips, the best part was when we arrived at our destination, Chez Palmer Grandparents. Let the fun continue.