Daunting

We have now arrived at the most challenging part of the journey: west Texas. This barren, God-forsaken stretch of desolate nothingness was by far the hardest part of our last cross-country trek, and I am now about to take it on again. I once swore that I would not drive West Texas again until I was coming home for good, but here I am breaking my own word. Ah, what else will man give up for the sake of adventure?

And away we go . . .