Decision: Come home.

In the midst of navigating the California interstate system, we decided very truthfully that we needed to come home. Our bank account was looking very, well, sad. Our truck was acting very tired. And, we honestly felt a little worn out ourselves. So we hopped on I-80 and set out for our 3 day trip to Iowa.

Hey -- just cause we decided to come back didn't mean we couldn't enjoy ourselves along the way, right? Near the border of Nevada and Utah we stopped in Wendover, NV. We thought we were just getting diesel and some snacks but it turns out there was a car show going on.

We walked around and got some good shots of BATMAN's car, some sweet old cars, and this HUGE MONSTER truck that Wren deemed 'not that great'. Wendover is near the famous salt flats where they have big races - Woo Hoo. Pretty cool to see.

That night my Mom put us up in a hotel in Evanston, Wyoming. We thought that was kinda funny so we had to take a picture. Thanks for the room, Mom!