And you thought I’d never go back to school.  It’s finally happening.  A mini road trip.

(That’s right, I’m lying to myself.  A MINI road trip?  Yea, sure Nina.  2,129 miles and a total of about 34 hours is most definitely a casual drive.  The kind of thing where one wakes up one day, makes the moves and, three days later find themselves 6 states away.  Definitely a last, moment, small decision.)

The first day took my mom and me out of California—sad, yes, don’t talk about it—and through Reno, Nevada where at the Dish Café bottomless coffee, perhaps the greatest invention for the caffeine addicted, and a whole-wheat maple scone woke us up.  Now this scone was perfect.  A fluffy and light whole-wheat scone is hard to come by and not only did this one taste nutty and mapley—making up adjectives—but it definitely tasted like butter.  And I like things that taste like butter.  After that it was through the salt flats of Utah and onto Salt Lake City where Mormon’s don’t wear short-shorts in their temple grounds—this I did not know—and the moles at the Red Iguana fill all kinds of the hungry.

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