. As I enjoyed the fact that I was driving away from this I noticed a sign on the side of the road, "Welcome to Lincoln County". Well, the first building I found was a rest stop so I stopped there and took shelter. A few more people showed up. One guy was a local and pointed out on the TV screen at the station where we were stopped. The huge red part of the storm was just below us and the storm was headed north, directly for us. It wasn't the best shelter. The ceiling windows began to make a little too much noise and the bathroom area was too large to be safe. I found a room that we could all huddle in if we needed to. The local opened the door facing the storm and stood there looking for the tornado. I went over to talk with him and he mentioned the wind had just stopped. Having most of my natural disaster experience with earthquakes I didn't know exactly what that meant but it reminded me too much of the eye of a storm or what the beach is like before a tsunami. I asked him if that was good or bad and he said, "well, it isn't good!" We shut the door and looked at the screen again. The storm didn't seem to be moving very fast. He mentioned the baseball sized hail that would be hitting with the tornado. I really didn't like the sound of that with my car outside. I debated, leave and possibly miss the storm or stay and have my car totaled and hopefully the structure would be stronger than it looked. I decided to leave since I knew the storm was moving directly north and slowly and I was headed west
. I made it and was so thankful I got to my next hotel.
The next day was about 12 hours of driving but it was beautiful. I was driving through Utah and they had gotten a bunch of rain so it looked like the high way was surrounded by lakes (probably no deeper than a foot in any spot) but the vegetation made it clear it was a desert. The last day was long with the little critters I brought back from Mexico in my digestive system keeping me off the road a lot. The mountains of California were quite majestic including the lovely little deer that decided to wait in my lane for the oncoming traffic to pass. It was right around a corner but I had enough time to stop, not without my redhots flying around my car like the 4th of July. It was quite nice to get home. I will be getting a digital camera today for all the traveling I have ahead of me. This evening my mom and I are going to make pizza, pop popcorn (my style, on the stove) and watch Iron Jawed Angels.
Well, I made it home. It was quite an exciting ride home. After my first day of driving I stayed with some friends in Iowa and had a great time hearing about their travels all over the world. The next day was a bit more stressful. There had been reports of some bad storms the night before but I didn't worry about it too much. As I was driving through Iowa and Nebraska I kept running into heavy rain but it always looked like the bad part of the storm was behind me. It began to get a bit worse so I turned on the radio to listen to the weather reports. They were saying the area of Lincoln County was going to be hit hard and that everyone in the area needed to find shelter immediately, get in their basement and if they are driving to stop and lay in a ditch. Well, I had passed through the town of Lincoln about an hour before so I figured Lincoln had to be in Lincoln County so I wasn't too worried. I continued to listen to the ominous reports about how bad things were in Lincoln County