I guess relatively speaking, the drive out here couldn't have gone any smoother.
Sure, Samson REFUSED to sleep... at all.... ever..... in the entire 12 hours we were driving.
And sure, Kayla decided that immediately AFTER we got back in the car from a stop was the perfect time to poop...three times... after each stop.
Overall, it was much better than I was mentally preparing myself for. And we arrived, 725 miles and 12 hours later, covered in dog hair, hot and tired. But we arrived.
I'm excited to see my family, hopefully some friends, and just take some time away from my routine. I'm going to try to post some photos throughout the trip from my phone. Here's hoping at least!
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