Phoenix with Wayland
Yesterday's 6 hour drive felt like 10 hours. Once again I couldn't nap so I ended up reading a good chunk of Keith Richards' autobiography "Life." I'm about half way through the book and I love it.
When we first pulled into Phoenix it was 72 degrees and sunny. Mitch and I stepped off the bus, chose a direction, and just started walking. It felt great to be outside and breathing the fresh