Decisions, decisions…

Dateline – Just crossed into IL.

JJ here. Well, it’s 11:47pm Central, and we’re just now into IL. Captain Chaos has command, and we’re cruising towards an uncertain destiny and a moment of decision. Gwyneth (who really turned into a bit of a pushy little trollop in St. Louis), is telling us that we have a mere 385 miles till our destination. After all of this, we have just 385 miles. To give that number a little perspective, the drive from San Diego to Vegas is 326 miles, and many a late night Vegas run has been made in 4 hours 15 minutes back in the day. The difference was, we were younger, and we hadn’t just logged 2100 miles or so in the last 27 hours 33 minutes (1000+ and counting today).

So, what do we do? We drive till we don’t want to drive anymore.

VEGAS, BABY! VEGAS!!

JJ

P.S. Oklahoma, and their 150 or so miles of unspoiled, high-speed turnpikes as been my favorite driving state to this point. Good times!