CA to WI

The arduous journey from Berkeley (the Madison of the west coast) to Madison (the Berkeley of the midwest) is finally complete. I'm sorry for the blog hiatus, part of it was forced--there's no internet on the "Loneliest Road in America" in Nevada. It looks mostly like this:

BFE, NV

Other than the giant sand dune cleverly named "Sand Mountain":

Pile of Sand, NV

Southern Utah had crazy rock formations, sand, scrub brush, and more crazy rock formations:

Some Rocks, UT

A Gorge, UT

Colorado was snowy when we entered the mountains. It still remains my favorite state to drive through (until you reach the flat part outside of Denver, of course). I must have been so entranced that I forgot to take any photos. Sorry.

Then we entered Nebraska. Enough said.




When we started to get into Iowa, I started to feel like I was back home agaaaaaaain in Indiaaaaana:

Farmland, IA

Lots of farmland, but nice rolling hills to drive on.

A short jaunt through Wisco, and I was home. Then we unloaded the car, and unpacked everything right away. Ahahahaha, sorry, I couldn't even type that with a straight face. The apartment is a wreck, naturally.

I'm proud to say that some knitting was completed over the course of the trip, in fact, an entire deconstruction/reconstruction of the Infinite Cabled Hat:

Who's got two thumbs, speaks limited French, and has a kick-ass hat? This moi.

I'm actually going to give it to my friend in Oakland, who fed me many times while I was on my CA project. Here it is in all it's glory:

Love. It. Want one for myself.

But in conclusion, I'm just glad to be able to stop punishing my body with diner/fast food, and get back to punishing it with cheese and beer.