We dropped Sadie off at the kennel this morning and proceeded to drive and drive and drive. Thanks to the Magellen GPS thingie we borrowed from Cliff's brother, we made it through St. Louis just fine. Our only trouble was after dark, passing through Nashville. You wouldn't believe how these people drive! And they're swarming like bees in a hive.
We'd see a motel advertised at such-and-such an exit, but when we'd get there, the exit was blocked off by orange barrels.
Finally we found a place to get off the road in Murfreesboro, and jumped at the chance. We were tired and hungry and grumpy, and we made a supper of crackers and cheese, crackers and peanut butter, and the last of our hamburger stew... in our motel room. Because we knew that if we went hunting for someplace to eat out, we'd spend another hour away from a BED!
I think we're at least 2/3 of the way to our destination. Wish us luck.