Triumphant Return

Not really. But, we're back. E and I arrived in A-Town 2 am Monday morning. Actually, it was more like 1:45 am, but neither of us had a key. Don't ask. Suffice it to say the return trip was an object lesson on exactly why I hate long road trips. From now on, anything in excess of 6 hours means we're flying!

The following backdated posts will describe the torture our eventful trip which really wasn't all that bad. You can actually read these posts in order from this point up until the previous day.