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:
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.