There is something about taking off for another year of adventure that just feels right.

Granted we have only been in Dallas for one month and 10 days of that was spent in Spain, it still feels like we are starting fresh again.  We spent time with our families, let go a little more of our old lives and belongings, spent countless hours in front of computers backing up and preparing for the future.  As we said our goodbyes and headed out of Dallas we almost immediately started feeling that strange adjustment in attitude with a new perspective in view.  It still amazes me how a trip never seems real until the moment it begins.  So here it is, our beginning to year 3 on the road again.

Now, if we could have only started a little earlier than 8pm…

Yes, we got a late start but it was a start none the less.  We drove through to Snyder, TX and called the Rip Griffin Travel Center home for the night amongst at least a dozen trucks.  There is nothing like the smell of exhaust and the sound of air brakes at a small town truck stop to start the trip off right.  We slept like babies.

We woke up this morning (well, Jason did) filled up the tank (got raped on diesel at 4.07 a gallon) and started our 7 hour drive through the “real world” as I call it.  Small farming communities, vast fields of oil rigs and the places that we know exist but rarely take notice of.  It’s the behind the scenes tour rural America.

The snowy cotton fields of Texas…

Singa the co-pilot…

Fields of free energy (sort of)…

Hardly working…

Industrial nowhere…

Scenic pit stops…

Dear, hurry…

We finally made it to Cloud Country, New Mexico our home for the next few days.