We’re in Virginia. We stopped at a campground near where Blaine’s parents live about 9:30 last night. We lost an hour entering the Eastern time zone, so it really wasn’t such a late night. Sloppy joes at 10:30pm was a new level of wow in feeding my family though! I’m determined to avoid buying food from restaurants if we can help it. Other than ice cream at Sam’s and coffee on the road because we were dry camping in a parking lot last night, we haven’t so far.
Today we have four hours to drive, to near Richmond. Tonight is the rehearsal dinner, which includes family. Tomorrow is the wedding. Our campground reservations are to leave Monday from there.
No more drama yesterday. Everything took longer than we’d like, but traveling always goes that way. We got a whopping 7.8 miles to the gallon on the last tank, the best mileage we’ve gotten yet – and that was driving through mountains, ironically. We’ve gotten 7.something every tank pulling the trailer. I’d budgeted for six mpg, so that’s making me happy.
The kids travel extremely well. There was a whole lot of singing and clapping from Stellan and Elliot that was a little tiresome after a while, but it wasn’t crying. I’m thankful. Beckett filled the van with an odor that made your eyes water and had us rolling down windows in frigid temps more than once. As much as she doesn’t want to be left out, I don’t think she’s loving this road trip.
Highlight of yesterday: $1.18/gallon milk in Paducah, Kentucky. Beautiful. How on earth do the farmers get paid though?!