At last, we are in Clearfield, PA. It is 8:30 pm and we can’t believe we did so well. I had my doubts when I woke up this morning. My mouth hurt and I was tired. I looked at all the stuff crammed into the car and I cried. Banjo Man asked if I wanted to wait another day to leave.

My increasingly minimalist psyche crumbled. You should have seen the back.

But the sun was shining, the sky blue, and we were heading west.

Lunch was a quick stop at Wendy’s. My diet of pudding, potatoes and custard had grown old, so here was the answer to my prayers.

How perfect was Wendy’s chili!!!!!! Real food, soft food, warm food!

We spent an hour in Scranton due to Banjo Man’s Zoom meeting with his surgeon of 2022. Every six months they have a chat.

And then we kept going. I contributed a couple of hours to the drive and the miles flew by. We ended the day with Famous Bowls at KFC.

I’m in charge of food stops for a few more days and Banjo Man was happy with today’s selections. Tomorrow I will be on the lookout for baked fish and mashed potatoes.

Tomorrow we are heading to Fremont, Ohio to see the Rutherford B. Hayes museum and library.

I know you are practically squirming with envy, but don’t despair. I will blog about every fascinating detail. The plan is to avoid afternoon storms and stay off I-80.

President Hayes is just a bonus.

Good night.