And the conclusion to our thrilling four-part saga…
Okay, not really, but I needed an opener. We slept in pretty good Sunday morning (as well as we could with Chloe being a crack-head), ate a big yummy breakfast, then spent the balance of the morning kicking back and doing the "wasting time until we have to leave" thing. I know, skippin' church while out of town. For shame!
We hit the road not too far after our target time and made a brief stop in Reno to see an old friend of mine, Char. I hadn't seen him since he had left Las Vegas over four years ago and more-or-less disappeared. We re-established contact about two years ago and have been in touch since. I'd never really been to Reno, only passing through it to fill up the gas tank and empty the bladder.
It was good to see him doing well for himself. He has a great new job crunching GIS data, a lovely home in a nice neighborhood, and a friendly and personable girlfriend of two years. Even better, he was the same old Char I remember from years ago: funny, witty, personable. In those last months of being in Las Vegas, a lot of it had been buried under a brooding angst, a hate for the city that I'd get a taste for years later. I'm glad to see escaping to Reno cleared that air for him.
The rest of the drive home was pretty uneventful. Pit stop outside Winnemucca, filled up the tank and ate in Elko, stopped again in the Bonneville Salt Flats… and then back home just before midnight. Chloe was so ready to be out of the car. As for us, we were so ready to sleep in our own bed.