So we ended up leaving at around six o'clock on Wednesday evening. We were able to change our plans and leave earlier than what was previously thought. The five to six hour trip was promised to be fun--mainly by me. The first half of the trip was kinda bland, to be honest. We listened to the Reds game on the radio (they ended up losing, of course...stupid Reds) and talked a little. But then we drove through Dayton...let me tell you; Dayton is AMAZING! Cuz' one thing's for damn sure--Dayton is not a Fishbowl Town.
Apparently, we had unknowingly picked the night when all the construction was going on to leave. We finally made it after the sky turned all dark and mysterious, only stopping to use the bathroom and for construction (once-a miracle by anyone's standards).
Grama was happy to see us. I slept fitfully for four hours on the couch and stared at the clock as it meshed into Day Two...
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