During the drive to Vegas, I tried to Twitter the trip from my phone. Sadly the tweets didn't show up. They're hardly little epics, but I hate it to seem like I didn't try, so here they are.
On the road at last. We're listening to Flanders & Swann and driving east on the 60. I suck at text twittering.
We just passed a sign for Barstow.
Houses in Victorville are selling for 99K. We are halfway there. Musing as to what other cars are heading to shadow lane.
Too late to stop for lunch, too early to stop for dinner. Pit stop in Baker (worlds tallest thermometer), onward to Vegas.
Crossing into Nevada as I twit. Texts are getting to Niki's phone – hoping to have dinner before the vendor faire.
Made it to Vegas. Traffic is backed up at the exit.
And so now you know.