Once the tires were rotated and replaced, Ethan and I went to go pick up the glorious passenger van and set forth, this fine day, to the next destination on our quest to Miami. We also picked up the rest of the cast so they could set forth with us, too.
Anyway - it was a primarily uneventful drive. It's Easter weekend, so the cops are out in full force, pulling over speeders and writing plentiful tickets. We stopped for lunch somewhere off the I-95, just into the Georgia border and ate at a Perkin's. It was a first for me, and I was happily satisfied with my meal of green beans and carrots. Wow, you know the drive was uneventful when I actually detail what I ate for lunch.
"How's touring?" Oh, you know, I eat green beans.
Um Gottes' Willen, how boring.
Anyway, we pulled into our luxurious LaQuinta in Jacksonville, FL about an hour ago, and I'm shacked up with the boys, while the remaining ladies all share a room next door - we've split into two groups on these nights where we literally pull in to the hotel just to go to bed and then get up and go again. So, because we are a total of seven people, - and two divide someone into 0.5s would be painful, not to mention necessitate another replacement cast member - the rooms divvy up into one room of three and one of four. It sort of ends up being randomly assigned, with all of us rotating who we stay with. Tonight we split such that the two girls who are going to church tomorrow morning to observe Easter Sunday are sharing a room, and the rest of us are split off haphazardly. It works.
Our call time tomorrow is 9 am. So, like the little old lady I already am, I'm going to go read some of my pulps and then drift off.
Tomorrow: Miami.
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