Karen and Me at the Grand Canyon

Karen and I have driven from coast to coast together...twice. And we're still friends. Can you believe it? We've been to DC to watch Bill Clinton's Inauguration - even though we were stuck behind a port-a-potty and couldn't see anything. We have been to the Grand Canyon at least 4 times, and have been to L.A. and Chicago together...and lots of places in between that I can't remember. She claims we actually spent the night in Las Cruses, New Mexico, but I can't remember that - on that trip all of the hotel rooms we stayed in have run together in my mind.

I do recall one of our trips back home from DC. We were staying in a cheap hotel somewhere in Ohio when Karen's dad called and told us that he'd just heard about a murder where the body was stashed in the wooden box below the mattress and box springs in a hotel room. CREEPY! Between that story and the cockroaches that were crawling on the ceiling, we might as well have kept on driving...or slept in the car.