It's been two sleeps since I arrived at my destination. On Wednesday morning, we pulled out of the garage at 4:20 a.m. to head to the wet land that's pretty dry at this time of year. After hanging out behind the wheel for 14.5 hours and after a few stops for gas, food and rest area relief, we arrived at 6:55 p.m. So that night was the first sleep.
Yesterday, the 4th, we didn't do much other than just hang out at my parents house and rest, and chat, and eat. I understand there were some fireworks out at a high school in a nearby small town, but didn't plan to go over there. My lower back was acting up a bit from having driven for so long, which also makes walking more difficult, and I didn't know how far we'd have to walk from wherever we might have had to park.
After one gas stop, we'd driven for quite awhile, made a stop for lunch, later a stop for an ice cream, later again for a potty stop and then at some point I happened to look at my dash board and realized that my gas warning light had come on...oops, silly me, I hadn't been paying attention to my fuel levels, quite unusual for me. Fortunately, it wasn't far to the next gas station, though I could easily have traveled another 50 miles, but I was more concerned that I'd not noticed in the first place!
I haven't made any specific plans for today. It's hard to plan when I'm at my parents; I'd like to get them out but they have their quirks, so we just hang out at the house more often than not.