Peter and I slept in and caught a late lunch at Jimmy John’s where we talked for about 3.5 hours.
Every day of this trip was wonderful. Â Thank you, Chris, Christine, Suzie, Chad, Peter, and Audrey for supporting my nomadic notion of Thanksgiving.
Chicago to Philadelphia is a little under 800 miles and I made the trip home with no more than 10 minute gas/food stops and while listening to The Bonfire of the Vanities with a brief “OH GOD GIVE ME MUSIC NOT WORDS” break across Ohio. Â I arrived home tired but neitherÂ aggravatedÂ nor worn down and I am glad I can still be old iron butt and pound out 800 miles in a day.