Our delivery near Detroit would be dropped off later on one pleasant morning. In the meantime, I had been enjoying some new sights on the way, and managed to get a few pics. Of course, we added to the Scrapbook Of Stadiums! 🏟️ 

One very Late night, driving through torrential rains,  towards Chesterfield, MI, we purchased an overnight parking reservation for the Erie, PA, Pilot/Flying J truck stop which was still several hours away. 

Saying farewell to Beantown, we drove about an hour and a half to get to Newport, Rhode Island. It was later in the afternoon by the time we arrived, so we stayed the night planning to load the next morning. 

Last I wrote, our little rig was sitting idle in Lisbon Falls, Maine, for a couple of days. With further introspection, it was a welcome respite. And one which proved to be an open door to an unexpected delight. Because no great loads were popping up coming or going, we decided we may as well be touring another bucket list item: Boston, Mass. 

Ever so often we are stuck in limbo. It can get a little frustrating waiting on loads when you feel stranded in a town far from home.After our delivery in Lisbon Falls yesterday morning, we waited around town for a bit thinking dispatch would find us a load soon. We utilized that time to refuel and refresh. 

I guess I'm having emotional walks down Memory Lane because I've been posting a lot of pictures of old books I read with the kiddos years ago  (maybe it's the hot flashes! 🥵).  However, when I got to thinking about our jaunt up to Michigan from Elkhart, Indiana, before striking east towards a final destination in Maine, I had all kinds of blueberries on my mind! 

We Love so many things about Chicago!

After being home for a week, we took off to pick up a load in Weatherford, TX, not far from either one of our metroplex daughters. Good thing, too, because we ended up having truck issues (shock!! 😱🤯), and needing a place to land for a few days. 

Do you know P. D. Eastman?  I have treasured his books since I became aware that books are to be treasured:  at my grandmother's side as she read to me until I fell asleep,  every time I stayed with her. Those same treasures were shared with my children as they came into the world. They were the first books each of them learned to read aloud. The one pictured here is one of my favorites. I even have a pillow on my couch that says "Our Nest Is Best 🪺 ".  He understands the value of Homelife. In its simplest form, it is the place where love lives. 

Grrrroof! Jax, here.  I'm constantly hearing from my humans, "Speak, Jax!" "Speak, boy!" So, Mom is letting me tell my tale. I am, after all, the furry face behind this travel blog. 🐶  What I want to Speak on is being on the road with my humans who adore me!

After trekking down south awhile and making it to Kansas, we were on board for another trip up north. The summer temps were climbing, and we felt like birds needing to head back out of the heat! We'd get our chance soon!

After our festive 4th of July, we picked up a load from BNSF in Malta, Montana, going all the way to Topeka, Kansas. The next couple of days would see us leaving Montana for North Dakota, South Dakota, Nebraska, and finally Kansas. All great states with splendid scenery and landmarks where history sculpted our nation. In this post, however, I'd like to shine a spotlight on North Dakota, in particular.