Gluten Free Goodness and Lightning Strikes – Day 4 Part Two

29 Jul

We only spent an hour and a half at the Yampah Caves… A girl can only be submerged in 110′ water and steam for so long. We left fresh-faced, bushy-tailed and famished. Literally starving.

Yes I know it’s blurry.. Sorry 😦

Our food options can be limited.. as we have now found out in the great wide open..and being organic freaks and anti-chemical/preservative..we find we are regularly hungry. Hence Angie consuming so many sunflower seeds despite hating them.  I was so hungry at this point I was willing to forgo all of our food requirements (within reason, we could never do McDonald’s – have you seen the 4-year-old cheeseburger from there? google it) – with the exception of the gluten thing- so while Angie was jabbering away on the phone I pulled into the first mom and pop looking place I saw in Glenwood and gave her no chance to object.

We walked into Chomp’s Delicatessen with growling tummies and nerves. I know we are weirdo freaks…at least we know this. We were greeted by the smiley smart assed owner…a perfect match for us. We asked him 427 questions about his meats, veggies, preservatives etc; I know I said we were going to try to forgo our food requirments..but this is harder said than done. After successfully satisfying all of our rigid standards..we sprung the big one on him.. he had to make our sandwiches on the loaf of bread I had in my car. Yes we carry bread. At this point he simply remarked – how did the two of you get anyone to marry you? Angie burst into laughter…and then he made our sandwiches on our bread…actually he and Nelly made them..with love.  I ordered a veggie sandwich with added Salami…yes I know – an oxymoron. I’m Italian – I wish I did not like Salami..but I do – I love it. Angie had a straight veggie. The sandwiches were delicious in every sense of the word. He toasted the bread and melted provolone and sun-dried tomatoes into the bread..then layered them with fresh basil, ripe red tomato, avocado, seasoning and for me salami. We ate them so fast we could not take a picture. We then fantasized about them regularly over the next few days. If you’re in the area you must go there and tell Robert the owner that  the crazy road trip girls with their own bread sent you.. www.chompsdeli.com

Nelly and Robert – he had to cover his face because he said there were a lot of people after him..

Back on the road. Our main objective at this point was to cover as many possible miles as we could. The more we drive today – the less tomorrow and the sooner we would be in Vegas laying by the pool. The pool at the Hard Rock is a very powerful motivator for covering ground on the open highway. That and the cloud like dreamy beds, amazing view from our soon to be room, the $4 happy hour nachos and two for one Cadillac margaritas at Pink Taco. We were focused and motivated.

The next few hours were uneventful. We reminisced and told each other ‘remember when’ stories, surfed through Sirius radio, enjoyed the Colorado Rivers beauty, headed into Utah…drum roll and into an incredibly  beautiful lightning storm. We were a little concerned that at some point we would be ‘in’ the lightning storm but we told our selves that the possibility of no rain existed and that we would not be struck. We were right on one  front  and of course poor Angie was driving. I offered to switch 60 times but I think the prospect of me driving in the rain was scarier for her than the actual rain itself and her having to drive through it. She wouldn’t say that but I know that’s the truth! After 8 failed attempts to capture the lightning on video I hit the jackpot.  Video is about a minute long and if your impatient -giant lightning is in the last 10 seconds. 🙂

And then the heavens parted and the rain started. Now it should be said that Angie lives in Oregon – rain central – and I lived in Hawaii for 7 years… lots of rain there too. Neither one of us had seen nor experienced rain like this. The drops were falling sideways, were the size of golf balls and it was so loud when it hit the car that  we had to yell to hear each other speak. Everyone was driving 10mph with their hazards on. At one point we decided we had to stop driving – it was just to dangerous- so we pulled over into a rest area to wait it out. All of this was cramping our get to Vegas in a hurry style. Dang it. After a brief stop it did let up and we crawled back onto the highway.  Sunflower seeds, cherries, grapes, blueberries and cookies were on the dinner menu- we should have gotten an extra sandwich from Chomp’s to go…so we were hungry – again.  Fruit and seeds are not filling long-term and we’d fight you over that. LOL

I’d bought a Caramello candy bar at a gas station – yes we were still getting unbelievable gas mileage in the diesel 🙂 – but Angie made me feel like I would die from consuming the chemicals on the spot so I threw it out after one bite.We drove until 11:30 that night and stopped at a Comfort Inn located right of the 70 in Richfield, Utah. Of course we called 14 places and asked how soft the beds were. Would you expect anything less from us? By this point we had figured out how to get all of our luggage out of the car and into the room in one attempt…it looked kind of like a long luggage train with the cooler in the middle and a bunch of stuff piled on top while we each wheeled one bag and carried another. We were really proud of this – big improvement from Day One…but a hysterical sight to see.  We crawled into our soft  beds absolutely utterly beat but with the thought of the Hard Rock pool embedded in the forefront of our minds.

 We had logged 501 miles and were definitely feeling it. Only one more day of driving and then 4 days of R&R! Road trips require a recovery vacation afterward. Seriously 🙂

xoxoxoxo,

Eden and Angela

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