travels

It is surprisingly refreshing to drive roads that look out on nothing. Of course the nothing is really quite something-what with the rolling hills, flat lands and dappled landscapes. The giant windmills are silent and stately in such a place.

Chimney rock is a welcome point of interest in this expanse of nothing.

The same cannot be said of our drive through Rocky Mountain National Park. The fog obscured the mountains above us-but we knew they were there all the same. So instead of seeing mountains we nibbled on mountains and reveled in our freshly stamped passports.