I'm waiting for Connor to come back from his helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon. (I went years ago and it was just too expensive for both of us to go.) I enjoyed an unspectacular buffet while he flew. As soon as he gets back, we hit the road for Moab, UT, gateway to Arches National Park. That's 460 miles away and we probably won't get there until midnight or so. It's gonna be a fun drive, he said sarcastically.
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Made it to Lost Wages safely. Connor and I are waiting for the start of a show, the nature of which I can only tell you in person. (I'm just trying to embarrass him.) I want to eat soon but Connor's fine. He got filled up with the Largest Milkshake West of the Mississippi. We drove about 300 miles today. Tomorrow we drive to Arches National Park which is quite a few more miles, I think.
Already, 75¢ gone and nothing to show for it.