Katie was about 9 and Nix was 5 – or thereabouts. We stopped in caves, went to every hokey tourist trap we could find and at night we’d stop at a motel with the only requirement that it have a great pool. There we’d float out under the stars. I recall one place in the desert. The room was musty but the pool and spa ajoined, the night was cool and the sky was a wonder.

We got lost a few times, too! And made up stories along the way. Dang that was great fun!