Arizona

Gin and Swanic blew through New Mexico in record time, admiring the stunning vistas and moderate temperatures along the way. As they entered Arizona their feelings of hope began to wane. As they approached Tucson, the construction began and the speed limit lowered to a sad 55. As they drove through Tucson, Gin's only comment was "I find nothing appealing about this place." Swanic, ever the optimist, said "At least now if a job ever tries to relocate me to Tucson I know to tell them to fuck off." Leaving Tucson, they made their way to a gas station. Noting the 100 degree heat, Gin sent Swanic inside first in the hopes that her shirt would dry out before she had to go in herself. It did. Now back on the road, the two travelers have fully converted to the air conditioning as temperatures rise to 104 and beyond. Swanic has taken over the driving so Gin can combat her noticeable driving tan, and the car flies along as they work to reach LA by nightfall.