Franklinsanity

1:50 PM, somewhere near Yellowcat, Utah, about a third of the way through The Chamber of Secrets.

I am wearing a cowboy hat, under the naive impression that it makes me look imposing, if not actually tough or cool.  The vultures we just saw sitting on a road-side sign appeared unimpressed.

Big Country out here, goes without saying.  Kind of a hilarious contrast to Hogwarts – although we are trying to outrace a fairly fierce looking and sounding thunderstorm.

Aside from the scenery, the highlight of our day so far is finding that we are on the same bathroom-break schedule as some friendly-seeming stoner hipster dudes.  Big Country, sure – small bathrooms.

Well, Fruita in about an hour and a late lunch.  The Empress despised the pizza in Utah; we’ll see if she likes it better in Colorado.