This Go Slo thing is a constant reminder for us to reevaluate, realign and relax. Why fly when we could drive? Literally...no idea. So we didn't...we got there slow {-er than a plane} and it couldn't have been better.
Jason and I try and go every other year to Scottsdale, AZ to catch a few games of MLB Spring Training for our wedding anniversary. Typically, we slog down to the Denver airport, mosey through TSA and land in Phoenix a few hours later.
This time baseball was only icing on the cake of the awesome five day roadtrip we found ourselves in the middle of. I caught myself just staring out the window for hours on end, amazed at the changing topography and ridiculous scenery that was hanging out {almost...kinda} in my backyard.
Instead of narrating, I'll let you stare with me. The spark notes, in case you're interested in informatively staring... Colorado > Utah > Grand Canyon > Scottsdale > New Mexico > Colorado > Wyoming.
Take a roadtrip, guys. It's pretty great.
