We got a late start but I'm not complaining. My son seems content to do all the driving and my granddaughter is entertaining the pets. There's not much for me to do except look at the cars and the scenery. I-95 is rich in the former but seriously lacking in the latter.
We are somewhere in North Carolina and likely won't be home until 11:00 tonight. My granddaughter is asking every hour or so if we're almost there. It's hard to fathom that it'll be another eight hours. More tomorrow -- from home.
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