Instead, I went to Moab for the weekend.It was cold but sunny; my sister-in-law kicked ass in the half marathon; we ate some fantastic fish tacos; and it was good to see that area again after so long. In fact, I think I can only express my feelings with a quote from a T.S. Eliot poem!
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Perhaps it is…
Could that be…the intreped Sr. de Isbell, explorer of the Southwest?
Hey…I think there is someone standing under that arch!