The road trip

We left Texas in early April with a car full of snacks, a U-Box scheduled for pickup, and Bernie in the backseat wondering if this was just another trip to H-E-B. (Yes, we seriously love H-E-B! I miss him.)

The timing lined up almost too perfectly: the same weekend our Austin house went on the market, we pulled out of the driveway and pointed west.

Night 1: Lubbock, TX. Nothing glamorous, but it put miles behind us.

Hampton Farms Peanut Store

Day 2: Portales, NM. A planned detour so my husband could stock up at the Hampton Farms peanut store. Priorities.

From there, we drove across a Navajo reservation and ended the day in Farmington, NM.

Four Corners

Day 3: Four Corners. Obligatory photo of one foot in Utah, one in Colorado, one in New Mexico, one in Arizona. Then on to Moab for lunch and a quick drive through Arches National Park, which was as spectacular as promised. By nightfall, we’d rolled into Park City and checked into an Airbnb.

Three days, four states, and a backseat full of peanut dust later, we were here.

Travel tip: if your spouse is a peanut fanatic, budget extra trunk space for the 25 lb. bag. Hampton Farms is apparently a lifestyle, not just a snack.

We thought it was just a road trip. But when your “vacation” ends in an Airbnb full of real estate flyers, it’s already something more.