Ever since leaving Durango, it’s been challenging continuing on to my next destination. I’ve been on the road for 46 days now and I keep fighting the urge to start making my way back home. But once I arrive at the new town or city, I’m grateful I pushed through those urges and persevered because that’s one more place and experience I’ve had on this journey. I don’t think it’s so much a feeling of loneliness that is causing this because I generally fair well with being alone and doing things by myself, but it’s more the sense of normalcy that I often find myself craving. I’ve most enjoyed my time in Zion, Moab, and Telluride because I had spent the better part of a week in each of those places. I got to know the area and had found my favorite places to shop for groceries or grab some coffee or a snack. Having Mike come out to visit me in Denver makes the thought of continuing on even harder. There are so many little adventures I want to be able to do with him when I get back while there is still a summer in Seattle.
The good news is that I’ve pretty much seen all the major points of interest that were at the top of my list with the exception of a couple places in South Dakota which I’m now making my way towards. So, everything else along the way is just a bonus!
And in all honesty, even though I’ve found little towns and places along the way that I’ve fallen in love with, they’ve got nothing on Seattle 🙂