Finally Home

David R.

June 15, 2010 - 5:27 PM

As I know everyone was worried sick about my voyage home, I finally made it after 18 strenuous hours. Driving alone in my car isn't exactly what I would consider to be a good time. I left Portland at about 5 a.m. on Friday and began to make my way, faster than the speed limit allows of course. For whatever reason I have always had a tendency to have kind of a "lead foot" (I have received four speeding tickets already). I made my way to the outskirts of Hood River, Ore., about an hour into my journey, and I was stopped for going too fast in a construction zone. After I noticed the flashing lights in my rear view mirror I couldn't help but think, "Wow, this is going to be a LONG day." Luckily, I was blessed with the graces of one of the friendliest police officers I have ever met. After asking me about Oregon and chatting with him for a few minutes about my time on the club baseball team I was on my way with only a warning. I was informed by the officer before he walked away that that particular offense would have cost $482. Yikes! That would have put a damper on the somewhat optimistic mindset I had about driving home.

The day went by hour by hour and slowly I made my away across the country, through Oregon, Idaho, Utah and into Wyoming. Crossing into Wyoming was rather uplifting because that meant that I only had one more state to cross through before making it to the holy land. My excitement about the progress of my journey was quickly eliminated after I realized that Wyoming is THE most boring state in the nation. I am sorry to those of you who are from Wyoming but I don't understand how you can do it. Interstate 80 cuts right through the bottom third of the state and takes you through one of the most baron and desolate parts of America. Certainly Oregon, Idaho, Utah and even Colorado have some boring parts, but for the most part there are trees, mountains or rivers to hold my attention. In Wyoming there was nothing for as far as I could see to the left, right and straight in front of me. No mountains, rivers or even trees to look at. That region of Wyoming seems to consist of nothing more than rock and sand.

The time became later and later and it became time for me to try to determine a location to post up for the night. A few of my friends have a house at CSU in Fort Collins, Colo. and it was my original goal to make it there. However, after noticing that the ground seemed to be moving on me (due to extreme fatigue) I decided to call it a night in Laramie, Wyo. I made it home safe and sound the next morning after a great night's sleep in the always reliable Best Western.

Monday was the first day of my internship with Kroenke Sports Enterprises in Denver. I spent most of my first day becoming acquainted with my surroundings for the summer. Once I wet my beak on some of the action I'll be sure to keep everyone posted on the interesting things I am doing in the corporate world.