After a great night sleep and a hot breakfast, we were ready to hit the road for Day 2! It was hard to relax knowing the entirety of our possessions was outside in the parking lot, but a bottle of delicious French wine did just the trick. Plus, every time I woke up I could look out the window to confirm the truck and car were, in fact, still there.
Our first stop of the day was to get our hands dirty (literally) filling up the tires and checking the oil. At this point we have convinced ourselves that we are hard core truckers… the kind that get so excited their hands are dirty that they stop to take a selfie.
Ohio was a breeze. We stopped for lunch at a meticulously maintained rest stop and ate a pair of whoppers, french fries, and onion rings… gotta work on those beach bods, ya know!
Indiana has been a little less pleasant. Since lunch Ian has navigated us through sheets of rain and almost constant construction zones. We’re feeling grateful that Bandido is not here to suffer the terror of the windshield wipers… he caught a flight with Schmom and is waiting for us in Colorado.
And yes, that’s our entire wine collection sitting between us in the cab. Priorities.