Day 2 (Kris takes the wheel)

I'm finally riding shot gun for the first time on the trip. Still doing 50mph, right now through construction. We're not making any new friends on I90 I'll tell you that.

Van seems to have "cured" itself for the time being. Haven't had any symptoms since yesterday afternoon. I remain skeptical, which of course is in my nature. We're going to try to leg it out for as long as the VW will hold up. You know what they say in Maine...F*ck it, run er.

Last night we tried to test the theory that anyone can sleep in a Bass Pro Shops parking lot whenever they want. We drove 20 miles out of our way off of 90 to a quiet little mall town where we finally found the parking lot in question. Upon entering Kristen immediately spotted Paul Blart mall cop on patrol and eyeing us from the Sears entrance. Kris convinced me that it would be better to drive the 20 miles back to the Days Inn that we had passed rather than getting all settled down and being asked to move. I begrudgingly agreed through a series of angry grunts.

Got back to the Days Inn, which was 2 miles off the interstate and pulled in next to some truckers to sleep. Things were going well until the oil rig next to us decided to crank up the engine and pull away around 4am in the morning. =o) I guess that is life on the open road.

We thought about straggling into the Days Inn for the free continental breakfast but decided better of it. We'll become more brash as the days go on. Baby steps for now.

As I type we are heading to Niagara which the GPS says we should hit around 11:25am. I've already asked Kris to stop the van once to check the trailer tire pressure, which turns out was right on. I'm that paranoid and haven't even hit the funky lettuce...yet.