Dad, I guess I didn’t realize what being in the car for multiple days feels like. I remember us taking little weekend trips in the Sardine Shack where we would drive to Henry Horton or the Natchez Trace and camp for a couple of days, but this is WAY different. It feels like we have been driving for a month. But things out the window are starting to change.

We started out in the green lushness of Tennessee, drove through the boring nothingness of Arkansas and Oklahoma, and now it’s nothing but flatland and no trees. It seems like it should be interesting, but there are no real landmarks. Ha, unless you count that “science museum” that was somehow all about the Bible. I’m ready to be done riding in the backseat! Dad, get me out of here!!!!!!!