So I knew it was bound to happen, even with GPS it was bound to happen. This morning when I left my hotel I stopped for coffee and gas, after I was done I put my parents address into my GPS and followed the directions, I didn't think to check them very closely until the signs on the highway starting giving mileage for Las Vegas, that's when I looked closer. My GPS was going to take me through Denver. In January. In a VW rabbit. So I turned around and picked up I-40 like I knew I should have from the beginning and I'm only an hour and a half off what I was expecting. The plus side to this? Gorgeous sunrise. I may not have as many updates today add I'm going to try to stop less so I can make up some time.