RV trip, day 10: Moab, Utah

Sunset outside the OK RV park, Moab, Utah

Moab, Utah was only a two-hour ride from Grand Junction, and it sits in the middle of spectacular rocks evocative of Sedona, Arizona. We didn't do much this afternoon besides a bit of grocery shopping and a short spin in the direction of Dead Horse State Park before deciding it was too late in the day. Lately I've been reading Giles Keppel's Beyond Terrorism and Martyrdom and trying to finish it in time to write my review for The Internet Review of Books. I'm almost done.

In the next couple of days we'll visit Arches and Canyonlands National Parks, both within a few miles of Moab.

A pair of buttes nicknamed the Monitor and the Merrimac.

(Which is which? You decide.)

Incidentally, the other day iUniverse sent me cover copy for the Star edition of When Pigs Fly. Now that I've approved it, they plan to create a new cover. I'm curious to see what they come up with—I am partial to the existing one, but they say a new cover is standard procedure with their Star editions.