In which I made a video!

My attempt at a video compiling hours of iPhone video Jeff and I took on our cross country trip:

You can follow along here:

A: Somers Point, NJ
B: Chapel Hill/Durham, NC
C: Knoxville, TN
D: Nashville, TN
E: Memphis, TN
F: The Arch, St. Louis, MO
G: Kansas City, MO
H: World's Largest Ball of Twine, Cawker City, KS
I: North Platte, NE
J: The Badlands, SD
K: Mount Rushmore, SD
L: Gillette, WY
M: Yellowstone National Park
N: Helena, MT
O: Glacier National Park
P: Seattle, WA!

Yellowstone – Part 2

We continued our whirlwind tour of Yellowstone with visiting the iconic Old Faithful area.

Old Faithful!

Hehe – it went so high!

It was so much fun to see it go off! Since some other geysers in the area were going off during the “scheduled” time, Old Faithful was a little delayed (but seriously, you can’t schedule nature!), but Jeff and I had a great time chatting with some of the other visitors. One couple had been coming for over 20 years!

After Old Faithful we checked out the rest of the geyser field surrounding it.

After seeing about a bazillion geysers we ducked inside the Old Faithful Inn just to see it. Very cool place and we’ll definitely try to get back and stay there at some point. We downed some PB&J sandwiches at a picnic site before heading back out on our ambitious loop plan. Heading north we crossed the Continental Divide:

Next we visited the Midway Geyser Basin which was one of my favorite spots. You walk along these boardwalks and alternative blasts of cool mountain air and hot, humid  geyser air wash over you which is perhaps one of the neatest things ever. It’s like being in Myrtle Beach in July and then in the Rockies and then back within seconds of each other. And the Grand Prismatic Spring was pretty too.

Boardwalk up to Midway

Gusts of steam blowing off the geyser

Grand Prismatic Spring

About this time we realized that there was no way we could see everything on both loops in one day. We cut our losses and decided to just drive the lower loop and do most of the upper one on our way north the next day. At least it gives us plenty to do next time we come to the park!

Unstable Ground, Boiling Water will be my band name if I’m ever in one

You know its  a good day when you start to get tired of seeing geysers because you’ve already seen so many. Between the geyser fields we caught a peek at some of the park’s wildlife:

Bison grazing

The bison that live in Yellowstone are descended from 23 individuals that survived the mass slaughter of bison during the 19th century. They are such large, lumbering creatures and it reminded me of being on safari when we saw them from the car.

The next day we stopped by the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone:

And then Mammoth Springs:

Before heading out of the iconic Northern Park Entrance and onto Wyoming:

Drive from across Wyoming

The drive across Wyoming deserves its own post – what a varied country!

Distance from Gillette to Yellowstone via scenic Route 16: 541 miles

From outside of Gillette we could see the Rockies in the distance approaching. As someone whose experience with mountains rarely sees them snow covered in summer, I was enchanted and even made Jeff pull off the road once or twice to take pictures.

Rockies in the distance


We crawled up through Powder River Pass (elevation 9666 ft) and found snow!

And then we slide down this huge gorge:

to a flat area of land I can think to give no other description than it looked like it was straight out of the Xbox game Red Dead Redemption:

A very dry and stark contrast to the lush green we had just traveled through.

We reached Cody, WY – home of the rodeo, but didn’t stop to see a show because we still had another hour and a half of driving through Buffalo Bill State Park to get to the Eastern entrance to Yellowstone. The entrance to the State Park features a huge dam built in 1905 that has created a huge lake in the mountains. That and the large rock faces along the road made for a very scenic drive into Yellowstone.

Drive into Yellowstone

In the tiny enclave of Wapiti I got pulled over for speeding where the limit had dropped down from 65 to 45 for a brief stretch. The officer was really kind when we explained we were moving across the country and not only didn’t give me a ticket, but wished us a good trip in Yellowstone! Whew!

Sorry this has been mostly pictures of landscapes, but it serves as justification why you should try to drive across the country at least once in your life. This beautiful land is so diverse, even within one state!

The Sarvases did in fact make it to Seattle!

But my computer just arrived yesterday evening. Whoops! It seems we accidentally left it at Glacier National Park while staying at the Apgar Lodge. The kind people sent it back to me, but because of the remoteness of Glacier, it took until yesterday for it to arrive.

Since our last post in Wyoming, we’ve traveled far and seen a lot! We spent two days in Yellowstone and another traveling through Helena, MT to Glacier. Since Glacier’s famed Going-to-the-Sun road was closed due to snow (ahh! On June 6th! this is summer!!), we cut our trip there short and headed into Seattle. We picked up our apartment keys last Friday morning and have begun the process of settling in, finding furniture and learning what it means to be Seattlites (Seattleians? Seattlers?).

Our first stop was the downtown post office to pick up all the mail we shipped. On arriving and asking for the place to pick up items shipped to “General Delivery,” the woman asked to whom it was shipped to. When I said “Oh, we’re picking up for ‘The Sarvases'” she gave me a really dirty look. Turns out they didn’t appreciate getting all 25 of our boxes to hold for 10 days. Hey, but we paid good money to ship all that stuff out there! When we started to load our boxes into the car however I began to think that her dirty look was less one of contempt and more one of remorse. Could it be that she felt bad about the USPS kicking and stomping on our treasurers? Most boxes were round they were so smushed. Anything breakable was broken despite many, many layers of bubble wrap and inches worth of padding. Out of one box they lost the baby Jesus from the Nativity set I brought back from Africa, even though the bag containing it was tied and packed securely in the middle of the package. Sad.

Round boxes

We have to be thankful that at least they did all make it though and we didn’t lose any important documents or pictures (seeing that we didn’t ship those, thank goodness!)

A picture of all we owned in the world (minus the Jeep) on Friday morning:

Our Earthly possessions

So we began the weekend hunting for furniture and all the life accoutrements that you need to set up a home.

Our first stop was to go to Tukwila, a suburb south of here that had ample furniture stores at not city prices. A special thanks to Symon and Ashely who not only took us out on our first night here to an awesome Mexican restaurant, but gave us great tips on where to find things! In Tukwila we found couches, chairs, a TV and a mattress – all essentials! Unfortunately the couches and chairs won’t be here for a few weeks, but Jeff is happy that we have a TV and I’m very happy we have a real mattress after sleeping on the blow up one for several weeks.

In Renton next door to Tukwila there is an Ikea. We’d never been to one before and thus weren’t prepared for the incredible onslaught to our senses. I mean, I grew up in a place that was never big enough to play host to this monstrosity. It’s HUGE. I mean, acres upon acres of Swedish engineered particle board furniture and every accessory needed or ever conceived by mankind. Good gracious this place is both heaven and hell at once. Our first trip left us googly eyed and wandering from showcase to marketplace to omg, they even have a cafe and kids playground in there. And you can buy frozen swedish noodles to take home with you. So overwhelming. Most of the time Jeff and I walked around saying “sklerg” under our breaths to each other. This is a reference to the last ABC’s Modern Family where the dad, Phil Dunphy is trying to talk his eldest daughter Haley out of moving in with her longtime boyfriend Dylan. He says, “Its no fun. Allan wrenching a bookcase called a ‘neurk’ because you couldn’t afford the ‘sklerg’. We said it to each other so much we eventually named our wireless network that.

For the record, there is no item called a sklerg or sklurg or any variation thereof at Ikea. Sad. We checked. On a monitor left unattended.

There is however cute vegetable themed stuffed creatures in the children’s section. Jeff liked the broccoli.

We came back the next day after our senses had cleared from the initial onslaught for a desk (mine), a dresser (Jeff’s arch nemesis and a course of many frustrations), a chair and a TV stand. After the chaos of the showroom you’re directed to a warehouse of sorts where you find the aisle and section where the piece of furniture you picked out is located. This assumes you wrote the correct directions down off the tag of the piece in the showroom, but no problem if you didn’t – you can wander through 50 aisles trying to find the Hemnes 8-drawer dresser which is 6 aisles down from the Hemnes 6-drawer dresser if you have some free time. Once you have collected all your flat, heavy boxes you can lug them home (delivery starts at $99) and then begin the fun task of assembling them.

Ikea you see are diabolical geniuses. All their instruction booklets come with no words so they can ship their furniture worldwide without silly hangups like language barriers. On the inside are helpful characters to guide you.

I interpreted this panel to mean you needed a friend to help you with assembly. Jeff said it meant you needed someone on hand to pull the razor out of your wrist when after ten hours of struggle the dresser had sucked the life out of you and you no longer wanted to live.

For the sake of our marriage, my new husband’s life,  and to actually have functioning furniture, I put together the TV stand and desk. Two days later the dresser was complete and we could finally get the clothes we had brought out of bags and into proper storage containers. Pictures of the place soon!

Also, pictures of Yellowstone, Wyoming, Glacier and the rest of our trip coming soon too!


North Platte, NE -> Gillette, WY

We did a lot of sight seeing across the midwest and Black Hills today! Fortunately the weather forecast of “abundantly sunny” at the hotel in Nebraska was dead on. We started off in North Platte at the world’s largest train yard.


You could go up in the “Golden Spike” and get a 360 degree view of the entire area.

View from the top

Something like 139 trains and over 14,000 cars pass through here daily. We were impressed by the shear scale of the thing – one train was continuously going through while we were there and we never saw the end of it.

From there we headed north (if the little directional display in the Jeep says either N, W or NW on it – we’re doing things right) through the hills of northern Nebraska. This is what several hours looked like:

Mostly these were grazing lands and they looked like the small mounds on the edge of some golf courses. Our course took us on what can still be considered highways, but not interstates. If you’ve got the time to make it across the country I suggest taking these “back roads” – in which you still get to speed down around 75 miles per hour, but you get to see more than you would taking I-90. You will be out in the middle of nowhere though so anytime you see a gas station you should fill up (even if you’re at half a tank or so) since you never know when you’ll see the next one. I’m not sure even AAA can save you out here.

We crossed into South Dakota:

And spent the better part of several hours traveling through the Ogala Sioux Indian Reservation. I’m not a hundred percent sure that’s where we were, but there were a lot of signs for “Sioux Indian Fund Housing” and “Sioux Food Distribution Site” – again, things you’re not going to witness barreling down an interstate. Several small clusters of buildings advertised “Authentic Native American Artifacts and Souvenirs!” Well I’m pretty sure most of those “authentic” pieces were made in China…

Finally we hit the Badlands, a place I’ve always wanted to visit since seeing my grandparents’ pictures of their trip twenty years ago. On one wall in their living room they had a spectacular picture of these weird formations eroded out of the prairie and we found that exact spot!

From the same spot where my grandmother took her picture!

Such a weird, cool area! As were were driving out of the park towards Mount Rushmore we saw a lot of people at this roadside stand. We had passed it up originally thinking it was a place for more “authentic souvenirs” but then saw what they all were looking at. Prairie Dogs!! They are ridiculously cute.  You could buy peanuts to feed them but we settled on trying to entice them with their native meal of dandelions. Jeff got some great video I’ll figure out how to post later.  I know they’re just glorified rats, but in his words, “The rule is if you have a furry tail: cute. If you don’t have a furry tail: you get hit with a shovel. Sometimes there just has to be a dividing line. That’s life”.


After the cutest detour ever we headed to Mount Rushmore.

The place kind of rips you off in that it is $11 to park and you don’t get to use your America the Beautiful pass (which gets you into all the National Parks for a one time $80 fee for a year). If all goes according to plan in my life I hope I never have to drive across the country in an unairconditioned car again, so $11, while steep for parking, is a small price to pay so I never have to say “Well yeah, we drove across the country and saw all these cool things. Except Mount Rushmore, we just thought the parking was just too expensive”.  Plus, the whole point of building it was to get people to come see it, right?

I’ve started to notice the air here is much drier. When we were hiking around the Badlands I wasn’t sweating as much as I should’ve been for 87 degrees and at Mount Rushmore it was cool and pleasant to be outside. Yay for no humidity!

Our planned itinerary was to stay in Keystone, SD near Mount Rushmore. One look at that tourist trap hell hole that made Cherokee, NC and Gatlinburg, TN seem quaint and wholesome and Jeff and I decided we’d rather sleep in the car. We drove to the next town of Custer. Same thing, but campier (there was a life sized Flintstones themed hotel/amusement park where a bright neon orange color palate was liberally used). The next town was an hour away in Wyoming, so we kept driving.

Rain clouds coming in.

To call Newcastle a dot on the map is generous and the one hotel looked like it harbored one too many bedbugs for Jeff and I so we decided to try once more in Gillette, another hour away.

Driving through Wyoming after the rainstorm

We lucked into an actual town and settled down for the night. Sightseeing has worn us out, but at least we’re two hours closer to Yellowstone tomorrow!

Toto, we’re not in Kansas anymore (though Nebraska pretty much looks the same)

Kansas City, MO -> North Platte, NE

If you’ve ever wondered what Kansas looks like, go find a wheat field and stand in it and that’s pretty much it.

This is one of the largest wheat producing places on the planet. Pretty incredible when you think of it, but also pretty boring to drive through. Signs along the highway reminded us that 1 Kansas farmer “feeds 128 people PLUS YOU!” – which I think means there’s a 1:129 ratio of one poor person who has to live in the middle of nowhere to a bunch of real people that get to eat conveniently and live in civilization. Seriously folks, hug a farmer. That is hard, unforgiving work on top of living in some pretty desolate areas.

I keep thinking I need to re-read Laura Ingells Wilder’s Little House on the Prairie series while we’re out here.

There’s not much to see in Kansas, granted we didn’t make it to the metropolises of Topeka or Wichita (um, is it sad I had to check the google map of the state to see where the big dots were to use as examples? that is just how little I think of Kansas..). We did however make it to the World’s Largest Ball of Twine in Cawker City:

When we got out of the car there was only one other family there taking some pictures. It was cold (in the 50s – c’mon Kansas, it’s June!) and clearly their kids were not impressed by this sisal monstrosity, so we asked them to take our picture before they hurried out of there. The wife seemed as excited as the kids were and insisted that they were only here because “my husband was just soooo excited about this and wanted to see it soooo badly”. Mine too! It was pretty cool – I wasn’t expecting it to be outside, but if you’re ever in north central Kansas you should stop by. You can even go to the gift shop across the street and purchase twine to add to the ball (answer: no we didn’t. it was cold and we had some driving to do).

If you’re curious about the rest of Cawker City, Kansas, this is what it looks like:

“City” may be a misnomer..

From there we continued on to Nebraska via back country roads and many, many wheat fields. Jeff and I mostly bide the time in the car by listening to This American Life and Radiolab podcasts. They come out with a new one every week or so and we’ve been saving them up for a few months to listen to on the road (otherwise I listen to them a lot while running and Jeff listens to them while, well, not running). Unfortunately I think we’re running low now on our supply of new ones to get through so if anyone has any suggestions of some good audio books or new podcasts to listen to please let us know!

Our detour to see a lot of string took us off the main interstate and to get back to I-80 in Nebraska we zoomed through the countryside. When we come to a state line crossing usually there is a frantic swoosh to the right hand lane and an attempt to slow down, but still not get rear ended in interstate traffic, all while juggling the iPhone camera app and yelling at it to hurry up and load and oh-my-god-we’re-going-to-miss-it-take-the-picture!!! Well, in the backroads of Kansas we were even able to pull off the road to take the picture. Yay for the middle of nowhere!

Jeff capturing the moment

Our best, least blurry sign yet!

We’ve decided to call it quits in North Platte, NE for the night (home of the world’s largest rail yard – get excited for those pictures tomorrow!). We could’ve made it further tonight, but we were afraid of finding ourselves in the middle of a wheat field when we wanted to stop, miles from anywhere. And we’re not trying to break out the tent until we reach Yellowstone.

I’d never heard of North Platte before I started planning this trip. I found out by walking by this 20th Century Veterans’ Memorial outside our hotel tonight that this is a really great place. During WWII when thousands of soldiers were moving between the coasts the residents of North Platte and the surrounding areas met them with coffee, sandwiches and other bits of hospitality during their 10-15 minute stopovers. Mostly staffed by women, these kind people helped distribute mail, relay messages back home and provided playing cards and reading material to the soldiers. If someone was too weak or busy to get off the train they were met by girls walking the cars handing out cigarettes and candy bars. By the end of the war they had served over 6 million service men and women.

If there’s anything I’ve learned from staring out the window while covering miles of America’s heartland it is that every place has a history. We passed by today alone: parts of the Oregon  and Mormon Trails, the place where the golden spike joined the first transcontinental railroad, an original outpost of the Pony Express, and the Brown v. Board of Education monument. There are many others that we zoomed past or I’ve forgotten already. I keep thinking with each new sign what an incredibly large country with such a pioneering history we have. All of these places speak to the ambitious and gumptious spirit of my country. I pray that we continue moving forward like our past pioneers and striving to make  things just a little more comfortable for our fellow man like the kind people of North Platte.

Also, I’m so thankful we had the time to take this trip.

I leave you with:

Moonrise over North Platte, NE

This is the furthest West we’ve ever driven

Since we’ve last had access to the interwebs, we’ve come a long way!

After a great time in Knoxville we headed to Nashville.

We were so fortunate to see so much family at dinner at Aunt Teresa and Uncle Larry’s! Thanks so much to Jon and Donna, Kristen M., Meghan and Neil, Kristen F., Steph and Jon and Allie and Sam, Matt and Corinne and Olivia and Ava for all coming out! It was so great to visit with you all!

Loving on Sam and Allie 😀

Thank you so much Teresa and Larry for hosting us and the crazy crew!

From there we headed to Memphis to see my grandparents.

They’ve lived in this great retirement community since last December and are doing very well there. The place has everything you’d ever need: a library, little shop, exercise facilities, physical therapy, on site physicians, plenty of card playing rooms, a great dining hall and place to get your hair done. Granddad even has a spot to garden in out back and you can tell his tomato plants from everyone else’s (hint, they’re HUGE and of more than the run of the mill varieties).

Granddad showing off his plants

Tomato from the garden

Grandmom showed us all her scrapbooks from out west – I come by my propensity to doing it honestly! She even has pictures of all the state signs as they crossed over the borders, so I’m looking forward to comparing how they’ve changed over the last 20 years.

We got in a brief visit with my cousin Katie, her sweet baby Sutton and Aunt Kathy before starting the card playing. In our family anytime you get together you can bet on several tables of hand-and-foot being played. Its a shorter version of Canasta, with more decks and Jeff has become quite the expert in it.

In the morning she made Jeff and I delicious biscuits and gravy to help send us on our way:

In the morning it was time to say goodbye

I just wish that Memphis and Seattle were a tad closer. So ended the “farewell tour” and Jeff and I are now really on our way out west. Our first stop was Kansas City, MO via St. Louis to see the arch.

It looks like you’d save time by going straight from Memphis to Kansas City, but you only cut off 30 minutes and it was nice to see the Gateway to the West

The arch was cool – not worth a special trip out to see it, but definitely if you’re in the area I would recommend checking it out. Unbeknownst to us – grandmother said you could go up in it! Tickets to the top cost $5 a piece in 1992 and cost $10 now twenty years later.

Outside the arch

Up inside the top of the arch

We’ve collected three new states along the way. I completely missed the sign for Arkansas early in our trip and Jeff was sweet enough to turn around so we can try once more for it. Off through most of Kansas and Nebraska today!

So long and thanks for all the fish!

Chapel Hill, NC -> Knoxville, TN

344 miles

After 9 years in North Carolina it was time to finally pack up and say goodbye. Maybe I should be more sad about leaving, but I can’t complain – the place has given me great memories, two degrees, my dear husband and more wonderful friends than any one person should be blessed with. I am nothing but happy and thankful for my time there. The Triangle area has been my first adult home and I’ve loved being an adopted North Carolinian – from camping in the Outer Banks to eating my way through my rotation in Asheville, I can authoritatively say that this entire state is awesome. Thank you to all the natives and other transplants who took us in and made me feel that this was as much our home as it was yours.

We cleaned out the apartment and headed west on that long stretch of I-40 that I feel like I’ve been driving every few months or so for my entire life. The first stretch from Durham to Winston-Salem seemed especially to fly by. I know that length better than any other section of highway from driving it every other weekend during the three years Jeff was in law school at Wake. The Jeep knows the way so well that I’m a bit surprised it didn’t try to veer down the exit for I-40 business/Hwy 421 as we approached.

We had a delicious lunch at Chai Pani in a very packed Asheville (totally forgot that it was a three-day weekend and the tourists were out in force!) and walked through the cool streets to stretch out. I took Jeff to my favorite ice cream place, but unfortunately they were out of the best thing in the world: maple syrup bacon ice cream. Yes, it sounds horrible, but one taste and you’ll understand that this delicious concoction of creamy ice cream mixed with crunchy, salty bacon kissed with crystallized droplets of maple syrup is the perhaps the most wonderful food in the world. We settled on Moonpie and Salted Caramel instead, both delicious in their own right but still not the salty, sweet, creamy deliciousness I was hoping for.

Mmm… Ultimate ice cream lives up to its name

Tennessee state line!

This leg of the trip we listened to Justin Halpern’s I Suck at Girls on audiotape – definitely would recommend that book and his other, more popular Sh*t My Dad Says. So hilarious. We’ve only listened to the audio versions, but they’re a great laugh and make the time fly by.

In Knoxville we had a wonderful cookout with my mom, sister and cousin Christina and their 4 rambunctious puppies. Nothing says welcome to summer like fresh corn on the cob, chicken on the grill and blackberry cobbler (made just the way I love it – dropped, not with the crust). We had a delightful evening hanging out on the screened in back porch and soaking in the sunshine. Going to sleep on a real mattress after a great home cooked meal – is there a better feeling? I submit that there is not.

Rachel and one of her babies hanging out on the porch

The next morning we did some much needed laundry (you’re never to old to bring your dirty clothes home to wash, right mom?) and I had to go navigate the Knoxville police department for some fingerprinting. And then began the long string of goodbyes on what we’re dubbing our “farewell tour”. We had lunch with my dad and sister at this fabulous hibachi/sushi buffet place that I’m very thankful I didn’t know about earlier because I would be about 60lbs heavier. On our way west we stopped by my mom’s office and said our goodbyes there too

This trip across TN is making me very full…
With my dad and Rachel after lunch

Love you mom!

And then it was goodbye to the only other place I’ve lived for a significant amount of time. Rarely do I turn the car west towards Nashville after a visit “home” but for us that is the only direction that matters for the next two weeks.

I leave you with some great lyrics from Zac Brown Band’s Chicken Fried:

I thank God for my life

For the Stars and Stripes

May Freedom forever fly

Let it ring

Salute the ones who’ve died

The ones that give their lives

So we don’t have to sacrifice

All the things we love

Thank you to all the men and women serving our country and paying the price for my freedom. Especially you little brother. God keep you and your friends safe over there. Love you Wubby. Happy Memorial Day.

Last weekend in North Carolina

After our long crazy drive on Thursday we spent Friday and Saturday tying up loose ends in North Carolina.

We shipped most of our boxes on Friday – we think the total was around 25. Since at that exact moment we didn’t know if we had gotten our apartment in Seattle yet or not we shipped them to post restate or “General Delivery”. This is a handy feature of the Post Office if you need to ship something somewhere where you don’t have a particular address. They will hold the pieces for you up to 30 days and all you need is a picture ID to pick them up. Somewhere in Seattle around next Friday is a post office that is going to hate us…

We took all those boxes, plus a few more – and it only took us two trips in the Jeep!











There is something very freeing about knowing that all your worldly possessions can fit in three carloads (two trips to the post office + what we packed to bring with us on the road). We sold or gave away all our furniture (thank you craigslist!) and only brought with us or shipped clothes that we still wore regularly and fit well. Other items were kept either because of sentimental value (all our scrapbooks, Christmas ornaments, my hand sewn baby blanket) or it was something we needed to keep and shipping it was cheaper than buying a new one (Jeff’s golf clubs, my electric drill). Needless to say, when we get to Seattle there will be some much needed shopping sprees to nest our new home! Its actually really great to have this opportunity to start our new life together with new things – most of the larger items we had really weren’t worth keeping and this is the perfect excuse to replace them.

Since this was our last time in NC for a while it was a good excuse to put off some of the goodbyes til now instead of squeezing them in at graduation. I had a wonderful visit over Sugarland cupcakes with Jaime – mm, so good! I’ll miss our stadium runs and spin classes (okay, maybe not miss those, but definitely miss doing them with you!). Molly and I had a great morning walk around Duke’s East Campus one last time. The weather was perfect and we even got to visit our old haunt – Bassett!

 Josiah and I tried to go to Sakura Express on Franklin street for one last meal of hibachi – but it was closed! This place was our staple for late nights studying in the HSL and for mental health breaks between memorizing hundreds of drugs for pharm. In a pinch we went to a similar place in Meadowmont, but although it wasn’t quite the same, the sentiment was there. Josiah and I got each other through dental school and because of him I was able to travel to Kenya last summer on rotation. It will be so different studying without him, but I’m glad that the end of dental school doesn’t mean the end of our friendship, but rather starts our lifetime as colleagues.

After the long weekend of goodbyes it was great to take time to celebrate Jillian and Andrew’s wedding at Duke Chapel! Jeff and I kept joking that going to this wedding was so much easier this time since all we had to do was show up!

Reception at the Nasher Museum of Art

So happy for the new Fitzpatricks!

Love iPhone photos 🙂

Congrats Jillian and Andrew!!!

New Jersey to North Carolina

Initial odometer reading: 166060

So long New Jersey!

These past two weeks I’ve been in New Jersey helping Jeff to clear out his apartment, pare down his clothes and sell what we could of his furniture (because let’s be honest – no one really wants that $15 couch we bought at the thrift store 5 years ago). After work on Thursday I picked him up and we headed south.

Our first stop was Ocean City so we could take a picture on the Shore so that this journey really could be “from sea to shining sea”.

Starting our journey at the Atlantic!

We passed through New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland, D.C. and Virginia before finally crossing the North Carolina state line somewhere around midnight. Horrible traffic and lane closures in the D.C. and Richmond areas delayed us over two hours. Nothing is more frustrating than sitting in traffic at 11pm for no discernible reason. I’m going to try and take pictures of all the state line signs as we cross them – obviously this will be easier in some places than in others and much better when we’re making the crossings during the day. Here’s our collection so far:

We’ll keep you updated as our journey progresses!

The ladies who took our picture on the beach said we needed a kissing picture, so we leave you with this: