27 July 2008

Destination: Backyard

For utter lack of anything better to do this afternoon, Austin and I decided to just start driving south. So we drove through Hazel, blew through Paris, and sank into the juvenile thrill of adventuring into the unknown.

"We've got to be getting close to Nashville."

"I had some coffee a little while ago, so I'm good to keep on driving if you are."

So we kept driving, admiring stars, shooting bull, and blaring gospel through the radio. When we finally came across some trace of cell signal, we decided to check Austin's phone to verify our status as pioneering adventurers, and then we discovered that we had taken quite possibly the longest route ever driven to Dover. So now we're making our way back home. Be there in thirty minutes.

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