I have officially made it to Nebraska–Sidney, to be precise. Woke up this morning, tired and achy but alive. Now I’m ready to sleep–still tired, achy and alive, but 555 miles further from where I was yesterday, which is nice. Driving in a van while towing a car is certainly a different experience. Finding parking for it is a big pain, for one thing. I think that when I’m through with this drive, going back to my car will be like putting on a pair of sneakers after wearing ski boots all day. Those of you who have skied will know what I’m talking about. 1,918 miles to go.
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