Ashland

It's day three of our journey and Will and I are exhausted, to say the least. Thursday and Friday we woke up at 3:30am to attempt to get on the road by 4... and miss all the rush hour traffic. But our moving truck has been giving us so much trouble! Not only does it get like... 9 miles to the gallon but the car hitch makes it impossible to back up... so if you drive down a street, hoping there is an outlet but then find out its a very small cul-de-sac, you have to take the car off the hitch, then take the hitch off the truck, then turn the truck around and put everything back on. And doing this at 4am is dreadful. And, 4am seems to be the time when all the truckers of America like to get on the road as well. Sharing the road with a thousand angry truckers, possibly sleep-deprived and hopped up on speed is so stressful that my blood pressure has likely spiked about 10 points.

Despite the horrendous driving and waking up at un-godly hours of the morning, we made it safely to Ashland, OR where sleeping in feels like 7:30 and apple pie sounds like a fantastic breakfast. So, after a brief tour of the quaint town on Friday (complete with AMAZING sandwiches from Big Town Hero for lunch, and homemade soup and Netflix for dinner) we are ready for another lazy day before we take on the 5 freeway tomorrow.

Ashland really is everything they say it is. Its old, adorable and FULL of yummy restaurants, book stores, novelty shops and they have a huge Shakespeare Theater which made them famous. It feels really nice to relax for a while but I can't wait until we finally reach Washington. Keep us in your prayers!