November 3rd (dia treinta y cuatro) - Our run to Memphis
Riding the interstates of the United States has become a dull boring ride as we press with all speed north, hoping to stay out of the night and the cold...
Keeping myself entertained throughout the day by listening to my iPod and signing at the top of my lungs was probably the more exciting part of the day as the miles rolled by. The trees, once full of life before we left are now drooping with fall colored leaves, as the world has changed while we were away. Wondering how much of my former life is still the same while much of me has changed keeps my mind spinning, as I replay the entire trip through my mind over and over, missing Mexico immensely.
Due to the immense differences in hotel costs, we are once again playing the game of hotel hunting until we finally find an appropriately priced one and settle in for the night after much riding in the night, optimistic that at least this should be the last time we spend the cold night riding.