2,000 Miles To Go!

Two weeks ago we decided to drive from Prince Edward Island to Minnesota- that is right at 2,000 miles! All nine of us packed into the van with one bag each for a three week trip.

Reason Enough For Such A Trip

My wife's father has recently been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, an aggressive cancer with an aggressive treatment. We wanted to see him before the treatment works him over. We are having a good time in spite of the difficult situation. For all the times that our parents have wanted to fix our problems, now it is us as grown children trying to fix the parent's problem. We are here to stand along side them, be a distraction, and take in a few tractor rides too.

A Daring Ride

How does a family of nine survive 2,000 miles of sitting? Everyone in their seat belt- there's no exceptions. One meal taken in at our favorite restaurant, Cracker Barrel, every day. This trip had a hotel each night pool or no pool, breakfast or no breakfast; but one where we can all pile into one room. Yes, one room, several on the floor and five in the beds. If it gets too rowdy in the hotel, dad turns on the BORING golf channel to help everyone drift off to sleep. Sometimes we sang songs together to entertain the small ones. Sometimes the small ones cried out for us to return home, "It's too far! I want to go home!"

There were time that I wanted to scream too. My legs were getting stuck in the driving position. My back side was aching. On the outside I was a mature dad, but on the inside I was yelling, "Let me out of this van!" A few days left, and then we are off again for the 2,000 miles home. See you then!


Bryan