Well, I'm home. I survived finals, I think. Results aren't in yet, so the survival issue is still iffy. My bro flew out to NY and drove home with me. He came out with me to celebrate the end of the first year for the class of 2013. We had a good time, and he got to meet some of my friends. It was a lot of fun, so I'm glad he was cool with going out. Anyway, while we did have fun, we ended up getting a full three and a half hours of sleep as we wanted to head out at 6 so we could get to Kentucky to see my Dad. I have to say, we are machines. How we managed to drive 700 miles on only 3 1/2 hours of sleep, I'll never know. But we did, and we learned some very important things. Like Wooster is like Rooster but with a W, for instance and that I don't park straight.
Anyway, we made it to Kentucky at about 7:30, so we got to hang out with my Dad for a while. It was really good to see him! But alas, we had to head out the next day. So we got up at five again, and ate breakfast with Dad. Then we hit the open road. Again.
Thursday was kind of a long day... We drove through five states, a total of 900 miles. Again I say, we are machines. But we made it to Colorado and rejoiced to finally be in the West again.
Friday was the last day of traveling. We finished off the last 800 miles in about 12 hours. Go us. It's nice to be home again. And not in a car.