Comments on: The Great Divide http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/ Strange mutterings from stranger people Wed, 07 Jan 2009 02:39:29 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.3 By: Rhonda http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1220 Rhonda Fri, 26 Sep 2008 15:39:11 +0000 http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1220 Hi guys, If you are interested in extending your trip and seeing some cool "American" stuff. You can always to the earthworks tours, Nancy Holt, Walter de Maria, Michael Heizer, Robert Smithson. http://www.earthworks.org/links.html Can't wait to see you. Hi guys,

If you are interested in extending your trip and seeing some cool “American” stuff. You can always to the earthworks tours, Nancy Holt, Walter de Maria, Michael Heizer, Robert Smithson. http://www.earthworks.org/links.html

Can’t wait to see you.

]]> By: Beth http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1216 Beth Thu, 18 Sep 2008 07:43:33 +0000 http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1216 The continental divide also divides the radio stations that start with a W in the east and the radio stations that start with a K in the west. In 1996 I drove a little red 1988 Chevy beretta through those mountains with a small U-Haul trailer behind it and I remember so clearly the huffing and puffing you describe. I felt the exact same thing that you describe feeling in this post(Somewhere close to the badlands, I figured out how to back the thing up and park it with the trailer and keep everything going in the direction I wanted it to. I felt hugely proud.) and going downt the mountains I remember thinking "If these breaks fail, I will actually die." I'm so excited for you to experience these last few miles, which will probably be the best of the trip for many reasons (but then, I'm biased toward the West Side). The closer you get to home, does it make everything else feel that much farther away? The continental divide also divides the radio stations that start with a W in the east and the radio stations that start with a K in the west.
In 1996 I drove a little red 1988 Chevy beretta through those mountains with a small U-Haul trailer behind it and I remember so clearly the huffing and puffing you describe. I felt the exact same thing that you describe feeling in this post(Somewhere close to the badlands, I figured out how to back the thing up and park it with the trailer and keep everything going in the direction I wanted it to. I felt hugely proud.) and going downt the mountains I remember thinking “If these breaks fail, I will actually die.”

I’m so excited for you to experience these last few miles, which will probably be the best of the trip for many reasons (but then, I’m biased toward the West Side).

The closer you get to home, does it make everything else feel that much farther away?

]]> By: Nancy/Mom http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1210 Nancy/Mom Wed, 17 Sep 2008 04:05:50 +0000 http://davethegrinch.net/2008/09/13/the-great-divide/#comment-1210 It's almost too sappy, how much this touched me. Maybe because it's my (much missed) little red Santa Fe that is carrying my beloved kids home! That night so long ago when you pulled your SUV into my driveway and climbed my stairs with your backpacks on your backs... the first of many, many miles and stairs you would climb with them on your backs... you were both so on edge, so hyper, so alert and nervous as you emptied your bags out on my floor to try to lighten them -- already -- and you'd only travelled from Capital Hill to Kirkland! And then that nervous drive to the airport, in that little red Santa Fe.... our goodbyes.... all the miles and moments and blog entries and e-mails and reunion in England since.... the holidays and special occasions and family drama shared only via the internet and the phone.... and now.... ok I'm a mom so it's ok if I get a little teary eyed here, right? .... you're on your way home. I'm glad you're savoring the last weeks of your travels. I can't wait to see you both, to look into your eyes and share big hugs. And oh yeah, I really can't wait until that little red Santa Fe is back in my garage! Love and hugs, Mom It’s almost too sappy, how much this touched me. Maybe because it’s my (much missed) little red Santa Fe that is carrying my beloved kids home! That night so long ago when you pulled your SUV into my driveway and climbed my stairs with your backpacks on your backs… the first of many, many miles and stairs you would climb with them on your backs… you were both so on edge, so hyper, so alert and nervous as you emptied your bags out on my floor to try to lighten them — already — and you’d only travelled from Capital Hill to Kirkland! And then that nervous drive to the airport, in that little red Santa Fe…. our goodbyes…. all the miles and moments and blog entries and e-mails and reunion in England since…. the holidays and special occasions and family drama shared only via the internet and the phone…. and now…. ok I’m a mom so it’s ok if I get a little teary eyed here, right? …. you’re on your way home. I’m glad you’re savoring the last weeks of your travels. I can’t wait to see you both, to look into your eyes and share big hugs. And oh yeah, I really can’t wait until that little red Santa Fe is back in my garage!

Love and hugs,
Mom

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