Driving across the country, regardless of destination or reason, is exhausting. Especially when you’re trying to maintain some sort of schedule. Side note: If I could just set off to explore and not worry about work, deliveries, or cat-sitters, then I’d be writing an entirely different post.
Somehow, Dan and I managed to drive from Seattle to Chicago in three days. Even more surprising, we were well-rested, well-fed, and even had time to stop at Mount Rushmore and the Corn Palace (this place really exists!).
The first two days were pretty tame, but the third (and final) was a beast. We had to drive through four states, and it didn’t help that we hit construction an hour away from home. But somehow we arrived at the apartment before midnight. Success!
While I wish we spent a bit more time playing tourists — I would have loved to visit the Badlands or Yellowstone — I was so happy to get out of that car. My previous cross-country road trip wrapped up only eight months ago, which isn’t nearly a long enough break. On a happier note, I did visit two states I haven’t previously been to: Montana and South Dakota.
The apartment is still a bit of a disaster (we’re living without a couch for the next four to six weeks), but being home early gave us some time to unpack and get settled before resuming our normal work-week routines, which I’m incredibly thankful for. Since I work from home, it would be super distracting to look at half-unpacked boxes and mountains of clutter while writing.
More on cohabitation later. For now, enjoy these pictures from the shortest longest road trip.