Roads in the northeast just don't look like this:
or this:
Or for that matter, like this:
Zach putting up with the driving tour...
well...sort of. In the early part of the days...He'd reach breaking point around 4 each afternoon of driving and would then spend the next 45 minutes screaming. But in fairness, he did sprout 2 sharp little teeth that week.
All of these pictures were taken from a moving car through the windshield, despite my better judgement, driving through 1) hills north of Flagstaff, 2) just east of the Grand Canyon, and 3) the bizarre rock formations around Sedona. Yes, Justin, dead bugs can also be seen blurred in the foreground on #2.