After the long day yesterday, I was ready to make an early start today. Compared to crossing the mountains, this interstate is very straight; and without yesterday’s wind ... no problem. Keith needed coffee, but I was willing be 1st driver. How hard can straight driving be? (Little Harley is always in a rush, maybe he could have been in charge of the gas pedal?). Sigh. The humans declined my offer of assistance.
To placate me, J did let me play back seat driver from the sofa for a bit, but with the excessively straight highway for HOURS, I grew bored & agreed to retire to the crate.
When we did stop, I’d like to say nice things about our campsite, but there wasn’t one - a ‘campsite’, I mean. We just parked alongside semi-trucks. Well, there WAS a strip of grass .... see I can look on the bright side if I put my mind to it. Tomorrow we should arrive at Silkenfest - paws crossed.
Heavens, Gita. None of this bright side stuff...we expect better of you. :-)
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