The next morning, refreshed by sleep, jalenstrix and thewronghands set off on the Epic Drive to Denver. The Tome of Harry Potter proved to be a powerful talisman, as jalenstrix and thewronghands switched off intoning its words. Said words wove a spell that combatted the hideous demon of Boredom for many, many, many miles. So powerful was it that only half was required to complete the thousand mile journey. (Alas, for they could not combat the Bog of Eternal Stench that was most of the midwestern route - but some protection is better than none!)
Finally, finally, they broke through the boundary between Nebraska and Colorado, and were welcomed by Much Better Scenery. The journey to Denver proper was a quiet thing, during which jalenstrix passed out briefly while thewronghands valiantly drove the chariot.
At last, they were in Denver and hunting the mighty Parking Lot near the realm of the Prince of Networks and Cats. Shown extraordinary hospitality in the form of tea, furry creatures to pet, and a soft bed, jalenstrix and thewronghands gratefully collapsed for the night.
[Note: For a more clear-headed recounting of the adventures described previously and herein, see thewronghands's Entry of the First Day and Entry of the Second Day.]