Price, UT to Reno, NV

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You know you're in a small town when...

August 10th:

I should like to say that this journey across a great portion of our nation has been very enjoyable. I can't believe how great our kids have done, how we've lived on eating out every meal and how incredibly fascinating each new place is. Small town America is something to behold. Some of the most outrageously huge and beautiful homes exist on the main streets of these small towns. Most of them, sadly are dilapidated. If my coin purse were the same as Paul Allen's, I'd like to tour America and do a "Home makeover Edition" of my own. I can close my eyes and remember some amazing carpentry work, weathered by years of rain and sun - just begging for a fresh coat of paint. All that to say, Price, Ut is small town. The Motel we stayed, like many we've inhabited did not have an elevator - lame for wheelchair folk. Yet, this motel was unlike any other in that it had a handful of exhibits from local museums. The one closest to our room was for coal mining and railroads. The motel also gave us the opportunity to do laundry in a micro sized type closet coin-op style laundromat.

After a hearty breakfast in the Motel restaurant we hit the road for a numbingly long drive. Though, we did see a functioning coal plant along the way. Not to mention more three engine consists with coal cars off to the horizon and larger than life wind turbine farms. Then there's the bluffs and the desert, sage brush and the horizon to chase.




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