Green River, Utah
It’s in the middle of this heat-wave-plagued state, and I hadn’t heard of it either, but it’s where Sara and I stayed last night on our three-week exploration of the Northwest. Along the way, we passed red rock formations gracefully eroded at such a rate that you probably wouldn’t notice a change in the landscape one century to the next. We crossed the Colorado River, which I was glad to see had enough water in it to reach its banks on both sides. Where does the water go? None of it reaches the sea.