Random Thoughts: End of Day Two

It's 6:16 p.m. on day two.

We've been in the car for eight hours.

We have another two to go.

My tush feels like hamburger meat.

I was unbelievably excited at the beginning of this great adventure. I imagined this trip would play out like a classic American movie...two best friends, a cross-country trip, visiting fascinating destinations and meeting interesting people. But I soon realized that there's a big part Hollywood never tells us about—the driving.

The monotonous, tedious, mind-numbing driving.

And it is still only day two! We have nine more days...216 hours...12,960 minutes to go. Ouch.

You get the picture.