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From Denver to St. George.

24-Jul-13

Kunming We got up before it was light and showered and dressed in the dark, then left silently, not wanting to wake up Rachel’s grandmother. The day was just beginning to lighten outside as we hit the road. Amazingly, the highway was already eight lanes of red lights plodding toward Denver. But we soon turned off […]