Day 5: The Loneliest Road in America

Okay, so leaving Colorado, we took I-70W through Colorado and Utah.  As we were leaving Utah, we transitioned to Route 50.  Let me just say, when leaving Utah fill your gas tank, use the restroom, and get a full belly because there is nothing--miles and miles and miles of nothing.  Each exit says, "no services".  Signs warn: "falling rock, animal crossing, runaway truck ramp".  And you continue on through...nothing. Landscape, mountains, mountains, rocky mountains, cows.....uh, oh. The kids are getting hungry.  The littlest one has to use the restroom.  And we keep rolling through....nothing.  Where, oh where, is Ely, Nevada? It can't get here soon enough.

Finally, after close to an eternity, we reach Ely, Nevada.  Nothing here but a hunter's town shared with visiting archeologists.  We order some tasty pizza from the local Italian restaurant (that's right, Italian).  Then we retire, after the pool of course, for the evening.

As we leave Ely the next morning, after more miles and miles of nothing we come to a sign, simply stating: "Route 50: The Loneliest Road in America." Indeed. I never thought I'd be this happy to see California! lol