Post #18: Williams, AZ to Palmdale, CA

Day IX


A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.
— John Steinbeck

We woke up, surprisingly, in a winter wonderland- I thought we left Maine?

We left the hotel very early. We just wanted to get out of dodge- but not before some food of course. We stopped at an old fashioned 50’s styled diner. It was some Route 66 diner but the name escapes me (Apparently I'm a horrible food critic, haha). The whole morning could be visualized as an Aspen retreat or some small town ski-town- Not at ALL what I expected of Arizona, but apparently elevation is far more of a factor that I previously understood. We had some very good breakfast plates, very reminiscent of hometown food and then we got on our way.

If my ship sails from sight, it doesn’t mean my journey ends, it simply means the river bends.
— Enoch Powell

This day would turned out to be a mesmerizing drive down through the southern tip of the Rockies and through the Mojave Desert. We never had time to go to the Grand Canyon and honestly it fucking sucked, it was THE place I looked forward to the most… but it’s okay, I guess another time. Again, the descent was full of amazingly varied beautiful scenery, we went along Interstate 40 across complex mazes of never-ending highways. It definitely was the Route 66 sort of views that you see in movies and mixed with the air and warmth, it created an umber and red-toned road trip experience that I won’t soon forget.

Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune.
— William James
All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming.
— Helen Keller

We crossed into California this day and felt a buzz of energy as we did, knowing our new home was now within the state. We started passing fresh fruit stands, California rest stops under the mountains, and flat desert land encircled in the fading blue aura of the Sierra Nevadas in the distance. You get thinking on these long coast-to-coast road trips about all the people you pass and what their lives are like- Everyone from immigrants to cattle farmers to trust fund babies driving Bugatti’s, and it really solidifies an idea of purpose and the variation of life. Do we all have different purposes? Are we all “programmed” for different lives? We all operate on almost polar opposite levels, yet are all intertwined as dualities, living side-by-side with other forms of life. There is no better or worse form, just simply different forms. We all have problems, just different ones. We all are coexisting as this giant harmonious web of buzzing people all trying to just get their stuff, pass through and get along. On the way I noticed almost NO negativity or hate or major accidents or anything too dark, besides maybe a pissed off customer at the iHop in Carlsbad. It really shows you how much co-habitation and togetherness happens constantly and that even if there is darkness out there, for the most part it tends to happen a lot less frequently than the nervous mind of an adolescent naively may think.

I truly believe that everything that we do and everyone that we meet is put in our path for a purpose. There are no accidents; we’re all teachers - if we’re willing to pay attention to the lessons we learn, trust our positive instincts and not be afraid to take risks or wait for some miracle to come knocking at our door.
— Marla Gibbs
When you wake up every day, you have two choices. You can either be positive or negative; an optimist or a pessimist. I choose to be an optimist. It’s all a matter of perspective.
— Harvey Mackay
Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow.
— Helen Keller

Anyway, after only 6 hours of driving we made it to Palmdale California. We grabbed some general tso and chop suey and went to our hotel. Our hotel was just a normal old Ramada, but the toilet had a phone, and that was some boss shit haha. Nice little feature. After drinking some brews and relaxing we passed out around midnight, MORE than excited for our last day of driving tomorrow.

Great things are done by a series of small things brought together.
— Vincent Van Gogh