Unfortunately, it was not an uneventful day and traffic was absolutely horrendous until later in the afternoon. It took us eight and a half hours to make a six hour trip to Matamoras, Pennsylvania. By the time we got there we, or maybe I should say I, were so wired that we just kept rolling right on by. After eleven and a half hours we arrived at the Flying J, which is no longer the Flying J that we all remember, in Lamar, Pennsylvania.
Today we will arrive at Judy’s sister’s place in Holly, Michigan thereby crunching a three day trip into two travel days. We’ll tell you all about our adventure, and misadventure, tomorrow. Until then, keep on truckin’!!