Road Tripping

We're officially on our way to The Ark. Me, Ron, the dog.

Here's the dog checking out her new "home" for the next few days - the back of the car.

Our first stop: Buzz. It's 4 blocks from our place (at this rate we'll never get there). We loaded up on turkey sandwiches, lemonade strawberry smoothies, and cupcakes.

I'm driving the first shift. We hit a traffic jam within 17 minutes. But after leaving DC (bu-bye!), it was open road.

An unhealthy dinner at McDonalds. We tried to make it romantic by eating at the picnic table outside by the creek, but romance and McDonalds just don't go together.

Mapquest said it would take 11 hours and 1 minute to reach Franklin, Tennessee. It took 11 hours and 1 minute on the nose. The house was dark and quiet when we rolled up the driveway. Only the Mason the cat was there to greet us - hiding out under my brother's truck.

Inside, things were more lively. Family had waited up for us after all. Aw, big hugs. So good to see the clan. Dad was upstairs packing . . . he's driving the next leg with me. I'll post as I continue to head west . . .