Travelling

Safely back in the US. There were several tense minutes when the transatlantic flight was delayed for 2 hours and 20 minutes and my layover in New York was supposed to be for 1 hour 45 minutes. First blessing, the plane was only 1/2 hr late on arrival in New York. Second blessing, I went through passport control, had no baggage to claim, went through customs and booked it over to the domestic termnial, checking in immediately. When I arrived at the gate to my next flight, they were already boarding. I had 5 minutes left before I would have arrived too late to be safely accepted on the flight. Dave met me in Tulsa asking, "Why do you look so much more tired than the others getting off the domestic flight?" : - )

Then we began making all haste to cross the miles to Oregon. We were looking for a camping spot the first evening near Denver, CO when we saw .this beautiful sunset. It reminds me of the "path of the righteous shining brighter and brighter." . . . and the Shining Path/Shining Light Sunday School papers that Old Paths prints.
This is what you call being bored!!


Towering rocks . . . just a teensy, weensy crumb of God's majesty.


This isn't snow. It's salt on the desert outside of Salt Lake City, Utah. The Morton salt-processing plant wasn't too far away. Allona decided she didn't like salt any more after she saw this--for two days.

For the guys, there's a straight race track in the Salt Flats where cars race using jet engines and parachutes to brake. The top speed to date is 622.407 miles ber hour.

From Elko, Nevada we headed on. At Deniou Junction, OR (sp?) in the middle of 150 miles of desert we found this sign and this filling station. With the mention of Moscow we thought of Charity in Russia. Gas was $4.35 a gallon.


Desert flowers are an inspiration to me. They are so beautiful, especially in the middle of the hot sun and scrub weeds otherwise. They remind me of a Christian's beautiful life in the middle of a sinful, weary world.