As soon as my internship was over, I loaded up all my stuff and headed west. On the way I dropped off everything I wouldn't need at my grandparents house in Iowa. They both are awesome in letting me store it there for the month that I will be home until I will have to move it all back to Indiana for the fall.
My first stop for summer vacation is Bairoil, Wyoming in order to see my boyfriend Tim. Now most people know and realize how far away Colorado, Wyoming, as well as other western states are from Michigan. The long distance (1,345 miles) usually means a few days drive. Well the beast that I think I am, decided that I could do it in 2 days, rather than a modest 3. The plan was that I would get to my grandparents house the first day and rather than stopping at my aunt's house in Omaha, Nebraska, on the second day, I would just drive straight through. Yes. I know. 14 hours straight from Iowa to Wyoming, with just me and my rabbit named Peter. (ya, he came along for the car ride. no animals at grandma's house) The poor rabbit and stupid Michigan roads. He was so scared he just sat in his litter box the entire way from Michigan to Iowa. Nebraska roads are the best, in which he was a lot more comfortable and relaxed a little more.
Upon arriving, with the help of Tim's sister, we were able to come up with a plan of surprise. Turns out it worked! I not only surprised him a little ( a few hours), but by about 2 days. It was great, considering I was able to arrive during the weekend so that we would have some time to do fun stuff before his work week.
Now for those that have never imagined a town like Bairoil, it is on the smaller side with 106 people (maybe), no services (no gas, or food, stores, nothing), lots of oil, and its closest neighboring town (larger ones) Rawlins, which is about 40 minutes away. While some might complain about the size and such, it is so beautiful out here. I have really missed the west. It has the roaming hills, and mountains, and SPACE. The lack of people is compensated in space, and I don't mind one bit. You can see up to 60 miles away, its really quite breath taking.
For the first week of my actual summer, this little town is what I need to not only get back to the area I know but force me to take a break from everything. For those that know me, you're like suuuurrrreee Sara, like you're really taking a break. And you're right, but compared to most of the time, it's probably as close as I will get.
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