We took I-90 all of the way home so nothing of note to mention regarding the last leg of our trip. Being home, however; not long after we arrived and pulled the luggage and old brochures and debris out of the car we begin to reflect on what we've just done. We took the long way home, from the other side of the country and saw and did so many things that it's hard to remember where each memorial event took place. It's kind of funny how quickly things become a memory that could have taken place yesterday or a month ago. We kept moving and had very little "down time" so events are kind of a blurr.
It's amazing how much the landscape changes throughout the country. Big mountains, little mountains. Completely flat areas and hilly areas. Some of the east and southeast areas of the country are so flat and sea level that it's easy to understand how storms can wreak such havoc in the areas.
I think you can get a general understanding of the nature of people or at least there environment by watching them drive. Some areas of the country people are pretty easygoing and will let you merge or make that left turn without giving it a second thought. Other areas: Boston, New York, you have to drive with a bit of an aggressive hand, and if you make eye contact, you just lost. New York they like to use their horns. It's unclear how they expect the situation to change because they honked the horn, but that doesn't stop them. The cars seem to communicate wit each other using the horn. It's all interesting to watch.
It was a good trip. It's nice to be home too.
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