26.3 MPG--As Good As It GetsYou may have heard of 3:10 to Yuma. Yesterday, we accomplished 3:30--as in three hours and thirty minutes--from Yuma, which I believe is a record for number of consecutive hours in the car. This is the first time all four of us have embarked on a road trip of this magnitude and I learned a few things. First and foremost is that, we can do it! Compared to keeping my two girls occupied in mass for an hour, driving in the car is easy--even for 18 hours. The girls are troopers, especially Alyssa. There were moments of irritability, and there's now a car full of goldfish, peanut butter, and jelly, but Friday was a marathon day of travel, twelve hours on the road. Here's a run down of some other points of interest from the drive out.- Alyssa does not like to sleep in the car.
Holy cranky baby Batman. The child went over twelve hours Friday without sleeping. So much for the soothing lull of the road putting her to sleep. - Kaitlyn gets car sick in the mornings.
The Cheap Seats Aren't Half Bad
It's a well known fact that Kaitlyn cannot drink milk while riding in the car--unless you want to see the milk sprayed all over the inside of the car (which I have). I was thus a little worried about letting Kaitlyn watch her DVD player in the car. It turns out that, aside from some morning butterflies, she does just fine. - Trains, Windmills, and The Thing
Much of the drive from San Antonio to California is pretty boring. West Texas seems to stretch on forever and aside from the
Campo Wind Projectoccasional city and "The Thing", New Mexico and Arizona is mostly barren desert. Besides wide open spaces, one thing there is no shortage of is trains. Seeing the frenzy of rail traffic snake through the landscape always provides me a bit of welcome relief from the drab monotony of the road. Now I'm also starting to notice an increase in wind turbines. Maybe I just have a hightened sense of awareness after my trip to Papalote Creek, but we saw several wind farms on this trip that I never noticed before. I always wave back at them.