the longest day of the year, the summer solstice

It really felt long today.  We left Utah and headed toward CA. We only got to Beaver when the lights on the rental car started flashing and the car slowed considerably.  We made some phone calls to Avis, found a place to pull off the road, and waited for the tow truck.  We then drove to St George and got a new car.  No sooner did we get back on the freeway when it started to make horrible noises, that got worse.  Eventually and many phone calls later we ended up in Vegas and traded it again.

Then we kept driving.  It should have been less than a 9 hour drive.  It took 12.

I forgot how desolate and dreary it is out here. Brown rocks and brown dirt punctuated with the sparkle of the 109degree sun bouncing off the broken glass along the road and the wind blowing trash and dust and tumbleweeds around.

I can't believe we are moving back.  The children will be in shock.  They've always lived where it's green and beautiful and rural.  This is urban ghetto.  

House hunting tomorrow.  WIsh us luck.