It's Dry Bones. My only image of Yuma came from the remake of 3:10 to Yuma, so needless to say I wasn't quite up to date on what was going on there.
Luckily, we saw a train station in town, so in my mind, our visit was a success.
You know how people tell you that everywhere in the Midwest is the same? Well I think that also applies to the Southwest. Sure, there are differences, but I couldn't tell you what they are. There's a desolated, obsolete feeling I got from everywhere we visited out here. The Southwest truly feels like a part of the world that god or whoever is running things forgot to update in a while. If you've ever played Sim City or Rollercoaster Tycoon and built a big scenario, and then realized there is a part of the world you've been overlooking for a few too many hours and the people have vandalized it and some of the rides are broken - that's what I mean.
It's beautiful, but after a while that landscape becomes the norm, and you realize that you're in a f*&ing desert and the sand blowing in the bikers faces all day was annoying as hell. Let it Rain! Let it Rain!
We stayed at a Motel 6 or a Motel 8 or whatever it was because they had a discount for rooms that only had warm water, not hot. Dan decided to pay the extra ten bucks for a room with hot water, the Diva. Dan's always a Diva when he gets too hungry. I gave him a Snickers and he took a cold shower like a man.
The thing you need to know about today is that they biked 115 miles - the most of any day on the trip - and at the end we all ate In-N-Out, a great restaurant franchise that should expand to the eastern states.
- Dry Bones
Pop Culture Reference for Google: Russell Crowe
Distance Biked: 115 miles
Distance Biked to Date: 2867 miles