Oct. 30th, 12:30 am. We stopped at a motel in Washington, PA, somewhere near the West Virginia border. I'm guessing the time by the receipt for the toll we paid to exit the Pennsylvania Turnpike, a little before midnight. My daughter, pictured, had it figured out that we could get to California in 4 days. She learned this from the internet, which doesn't run on gas, eat, sleep, or drink coffee. We are nowhere near the motel reservation she made for tonight, but we are tired, and hope to make better time tomorrow.
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