And you can't beat an afternoon into the Blue Ridge Mountains. (Yes, John Denver's Country Roads was a recurring theme. Kids didn't appreciate my vocals though. Philistines)
Eight hours plus each way in the moving living room we call our car. Mark drove both legs. Such a good egg. I love the 2.5 hour stretch from DC to Charlottesville, but the rest is a slog along I-95. Don't tell him, but for a while there I was behind him with the laptop open, my headphones on watching Marie Antoinette like an in-flight movie.
I really don't mind the drive, but I would love to have family close enough for Sunday dinner.
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