“Moab” sounds like it should be an acronym for something: Mother of all bombs? or buffets?

Stephanie called shotgun on using the computer when we got to Moab (I think her words were, “I’m going to hijack your computer”), so she’s already managed to do a brain dump on the trip so far: Sleep, eat, dance, hot tub, go!—including the chunk of today we spent getting here.

In order to keep things short and sweet (so that I may sleep), here’s a few of many pictures I took today on the road (aka driver’s seat photography) between Salt Lake City and Moab.