almost there.

I am more than half way to my secret destination. Right now I'm at a Ramada Inn eating Burger King for dinner. Disgusting, no? But I'm really wiped and chilling in my little room and relaxing is a good thing. I talked to Jesse and since I am not home, he is having a friend over. He only invites friends over when his wicked-witch-wife is out of town. He says it isn't because he's embarrassed of me but since it happens every time I leave and rarely when I am home, he isn't very convincing. Oh well.

I can't write much about my trip so far because I don't want to give anything away. And nothing exciting has really happened.

Here's a helpful travel tip: If your throat hurts the day before you leave, it probably won't get better by the time you leave and you just might drive several hours wishing you would have stayed home. Oh. And if you decide to quit smoking, you probably shouldn't plan a long trip in the car a week later. The good thing is a sore throat kind of kills the urge to smoke. Kind of.

Time to put on my pajamas and watch tv until I fall asleep. Tomorrow will be more driving and then some fun.