Across the U.S., Day 4 - Salt Lake City (UT) to Rawlins (WY)

Did I say that I was in the middle of nowhere when in Winnemucca (NV)? Oh man, was I wrong! After driving ~ 470 km east today and into Wyoming, this is where I am for the night: latitude 41.79108, longitude -107.21524. To be fair, these numbers also have a name: Rawlins. The 1st Choice Inn where I am staying, has quite an enthusiastic name. But people are super nice and the place feels safe.

Before I left Salt Lake City this morning, I visited a Farmers' Market in Murray, one of the southern neighborhoods. Farmers from 1 hour south sell their fruit and veggies here every Fri and Sat.

Also several school classes were there and one of the teachers told me that they do such trips once a year. The school is 10 min walking distance from the market. The kids were all exited about the fresh produce and the little pumpkins each of them were allowed to take home.

I had parked near the school and noticed that of those 50 kids I saw on the playground only 1 or 2 were a bit on the heavy side. Overall, I did not see many overweight people in Salt Lake City. Those I talked to were quite aware about healthy food choices/lifestyle and I saw several posters in the city for talks about food production, environmental issues and threats bees are facing.

While talking about food, what's for lunch today? Yummy Thai food left-overs from yesterday's dinner. :-)

Welcome to the Cowboy State, the second least densely populated of the 50 United States. According to Wikipedia, the western 2/3 of the state is covered mostly with mountain ranges and rangelands in the foothills of the Eastern Rocky Mountains, while the eastern third of the state is high elevation prairie known as the High Plains. Cheyenne is the state capitol and located south-east near the Colorado border. 

Guido and I always joke about the "meditative" driving during some of our trips, which is a positive thing for me, but represents "boring" for him. Well, today was intensely meditative!

Continental Divide

Tonight, I had a hard time finding food that I consider edible. This is part of the experience I guess. I gave up searching for trail mix that was neither salted nor sweetened. And also dropped the idea of bread. The Wasa Crispbread I brought from Sunnyvale will do for now.

More to come.