FHMA Day 75: The End of the Road

QUICK FACTS

• Where We Started:  Boston, Mass.
• Where We Ended: Great Falls, Va.
• Miles Driven: 569 (20,125 total).
• New States: Rhode Island, Connecticut, New Jersey, Delaware.
• States Still to Go: Nada. Zilch. Bupkis.

THE DAY'S HIGHLIGHTS

The final day of the FHMA journey didn't quite have the feel of a victory lap, as we had to bust our tails to accomplish the goal of hitting all 48 contiguous states. But, in the end, we got it done, and even managed to close the FHMA journey with a late-night ride past some of the nation's most symbolic sites.

We started the day in Boston, however, happy to escape our seedy hotel without encountering any gunfire or bedbugs (as far as we know, at least on the bedbugs). Our first stop was a swing past the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library & Museum, located on Columbia Point, alongside Dorchester Bay. The building, designed by I.M. Pei, is -- in my opinion -- the most striking of any presidential library. Unfortunately, that's the only review I can give, since we didn't have time to go inside. Because we needed to be in Fairfield, Conn. for lunch, and we'd slept in a little bit longer than intended, we were already behind schedule by 9am. The good news: Since Joan's sister lives in Boston, we'll be able to easily go back and go inside the Kennedy library. But since the building is a Pei creation, we thought it warranted a photo.

The John F. Kennedy Presidential Library & Museum in Boston.

From there, we had to start heading south toward Connecticut, so we had to skip a visit to Brookline to John F. Kennedy National Historic Site, which houses JFK's birthplace. Luckily, the birthplaces of three other presidents were kind of on our way. The first was in Milton, Mass., where George H.W. Bush was born. The home where Bush was born is gone, but there's a marker at the location. We only managed to get Fred to interact with the marker by placing a treat on top of it.

Fred finds a treat atop the George H.W. Bush birthplace marker in Milton, Mass. (And, no, we wouldn't do this with a gravestone.We learned our lesson when Fred peed on Ernest Hemingway's grave in Ketchum, Idaho on the 2003 trip).  

Not far from Bush's birthplace is the Adams National Historic Park, which houses many sites relating to John Adams and John Quincy Adams, including their birthplaces and graves. No two presidents were born closer to each other, and it's a record that's unlikely to be broken, since they born mere feet apart.

The birthplace of John Adams. His son, John Quincy Adams, was born in another building just off camera. 

After concluding our Massachusetts presidential tour, it was time to tackle Rhode Island. After heading through its capital of Providence, we made our official stop there, at Goddard Memorial State Park, in Warwick. The goal here was some off-leash time for the beagles, who were facing a long day in the car. So we let the dogs loose, and the boys took a run in the park. All of them.

Hank tries to stay in front of a running Jim at Goddard Memorial State Park, in Warwick, R.I. Let's just say he didn't need to break a sweat.

From Warwick, we shot down I-95 to have lunch with Joan's family in Fairfield, Conn. Afterward, we did our Connecticut photo op at St. Mary's by the Sea Park in Bridgeport.

Hank at St. Mary's by the Sea Park in Bridgeport, Conn.

Fred and Hank enjoyed some beach time at St. Mary's, which was great. They then decided to enjoy some dead crabs, and rolled in them for a little while, which wasn't great. We managed to get them out of the muck pretty quickly, but not before it became obvious we had another foul-smelling dog problem. This time, however, we were not willing to suffer through a hellish ride home, so we decided to bathe them once we found a good place. So we stopped in Westport -- Joan's hometown -- and picked up some bottled water to go with the dog shampoo we already had.

Deciding to avoid the traffic nightmare that is the George Washington Bridge, we chose to loop through Westchester and across the Tappan Zee Bridge, and then dipped into New Jersey, where we made a few stops. First, we cruised past the Grover Cleveland Birthplace in Caldwell, N.J., to see where our 22nd and 24th president was born. Then, spotting a nice park -- which turned out to be Grover Cleveland Park -- we decided it was time to give the beagles their public bath. So we poured bottled water over them, lathered them up, rinsed them off and wiped them down with towels from the car. As soon as that was done, they both sprinted the park around wildly for five minutes trying to dry themselves off. At home, we call this bizarre ritual the "crazy wet dog."

So with our odor problem mostly resolved, we continued our journey south, making a stop at The Thomas Edison Center in Edison, N.J. The main attractions at the Edison Center are a small museum and a tower dedicated to the famed inventor. During Edison's most productive years, his laboratory was located near Edison, in the small village of Menlo Park. Unfortunately, when we arrived, we found the place to be in complete disrepair. First, there was a fence around the tower that kept us from getting close to it. Then, seeking another place for a photo op with the pups, we spotted a plaque. Unfortunately, that wasn't a great option either.

The not-very-helpful commemorative plaque at the Thomas Edison Center in Edison, N.J. (Photo by Jim)

We left kind of sad that such a historic place had been left to rot away, but I'm happy to report that some Web research turned up the fact the entire facility is currently being rehabilitated (although we didn't see any signs at the site that communicated this). The bad news: After three years, the project's current state is the "development of construction documents." Wow, documents! Coming soon, I'm sure: A blue-ribbon panel to evaluate the documents. That'll be followed by an RFP process, careful evaluation of the applicants and maybe -- just maybe -- at some point, actual construction. FHMA's predicted date for completion of the renovation: 2015.

Before leaving Jersey, I had one last mission. As someone pretty familiar with all the roads between Washington and New York, I've always been intrigued by New Jersey's missing segment of I-95. Those of you who drive up the East Coast have probably encountered this: When you're driving north on I-95, you hit a fork right after you reach New Jersey, where I-95 heads toward Philadelphia and I-295 becomes the New Jersey Turnpike. Then, if you get on the Turnpike, after about 60 miles, the road -- for no apparent reason -- suddenly changes from I-295 to I-95, even though there's no interchange or any other intersection with I-95. There's a long history associated with this gap, and plans to close it. But until the gap is closed, I-95 will remain the only interstate in the original plans for the Interstate Highway System that has not yet been completed.

Because of this geographical oddity -- and the fact we wanted to pass through Philadelphia anyway -- we decided to get off the Turnpike, and find the "beginning" of the stretch of I-95 that takes you all the way to Miami. In Lawrence Township, N.J., we found it: a spot off of Route 1 where the only option for I-95 is to go south. (The northern part of I-95 starts about 10 miles away, on the Jersey Turnpike). It was getting dark and Joan was on the phone, so I could not get a picture, but here's someone else's photo of the sign we saw. I am a highway geek -- and who wouldn't be after logging all these miles? -- so this may only have been interesting to me (and the guy who put together the site linked to above), but now I can say I've been on every mile of I-95 except the northernmost 50 miles in Maine.

Now, we'd decided about a week ago that we wanted to close out our trip with something special. In looking at our proposed route home, the one thing that jumped out at me was the opportunity to do a symbolic end to our journey by cruising through two of the country's most historical cities, Philadelphia and Washington, and getting photos of some of its most symbolic locations. So, at about 9:30pm, we reached Philadelphia, hopped off I-95, parked near the National Constitution Center, and took a walking tour of the famous sites in that area. 

 

The Liberty Bell in Philadelphia.

A pedestrian is framed in a moving bus zooming past Independence Hall in Philadelphia.
 

The preamble of the United States Constitution, inscripted on the exterior of the National Constitution Center in Philadelphia. (Photo by Jim)

While we'd now completed half of our symbolic tour, we were well aware that we had one last state to conquer. That last state -- ironically -- was the United States' first state: Delaware, which earned that honor by being the first state to ratify the Constitution.

 

The FHMA crew officially conquers State No. 48.

After eating dinner outside Wilmington, we still needed a canine photo op, so we headed down to the city's pretty riverfront area along the Christina River. Now pushing midnight, we didn't have a lot of light to work with, but we managed to get what we needed.
 

A bridge and parking structure reflect off the Christina River in Wilmington, Del.

 Joan tries to get Fred to pose on the riverfront in Wilmington, Del. (Photo by Jim)

Once we departed Delaware, all that was left on our itinerary was downtown Washington. Despite the fact it was getting awfully late -- or awfully early, depending on how you look at it -- we still felt strongly that a visit to the National Mall was the right way to end the trip. So, at about 1:45am, we parked along a deserted Constitution Avenue, and starting shooting.
 

The Washington Monument, with the U.S. Capitol peeking up from the left.

 

A ghostly Abraham Lincoln stares out from the Lincoln Memorial. (Photo by Jim)

The front of the White House wasn't visible without parking and walking some more, so we did skip that, and instead chose to make the U.S. Capitol our last stop.

The U.S. Capitol, still shining brightly at 2:15am.

The FHMA crew catches the last of the thousands of cool sights we saw on our 75-day journey. (Photo by Jim)

Finally, at 2:54am, to the ironic strains of Peter Gabriel's "Don't Give Up," we pulled into the driveway. After 75 days, 10 hours and 54 minutes, I officially declared the Fred & Hank Mark America tour completed. Despite Peter Gabriel's words, after 20,125 miles, it was indeed time to give up.

FHMA PROGRAMMING NOTE

• While our trip is now over, and this will be the final daily report, there will still be a few more posts. We'll do a Best & Worst of the trip, pick our favorite photos, show a completed trip map and cover a few other odds and ends. So we're not quite dead yet.
• More importantly, thanks to all of you who followed this journey for the past three months. It was a memorable trip, and we saw so many amazing things, but your participation made it that much more special to us, so thanks so much to all of you. If I'm lucky enough to be able to turn this into a book, I have all of you to thank for it.

ROAD SCRAPS

• While we admittedly had to shortchange some states on the Fred & Hank Mark America tour, I hope you don't read anything into that. Many of the states we sped through for FHMA were states we spent a lot of time in on the 2003 Fred Takes America tour. On that trip, we worked our way out west by going through northern states, so we spent a lot of time in Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Ohio and Michigan. In fact, we spent so much time in the northern part of the U.S. in 2003 that we had to kind of rush back through the south. That's why, for FHMA, we decided to focus more on the south and southwest. But we are not "statists," who have anything against specific states. (OK, maybe a few; I'm looking at you, Florida.) In 2003, we visited -- and loved -- Acadia National Park in Maine; we spent a weekend at Lake Winnipesaukee in New Hampshire; we explored the beautiful Lake Champlain area of upstate Vermont; we hit Mackinac Island and the UP in Michigan; we visited Door County and Milwaukee in Wisconsin; we swung through Minneapolis and saw the headwaters of the Mississippi River in Minnesota; and we spent time in Cleveland, Columbus and many other areas of Ohio. If this sounds slightly defensive, well, it is. Just didn't want anyone to think time spent in states reflected any kind of value judgment on our part.
• The best trip stat, as far as I'm concerned: I got no speeding tickets. I know, I'm as shocked as you are.
• Sign of the Day: "Dear Crossing," in Quincy, Mass. This sign is to let you know there are elderly folks nearby. We didn't get a picture of this actual sign, but found a photo of an identical sign from -- big shock here -- Florida. I'd never seen one of this before. Brilliant.

 MUSIC REPORT

• Random iPod shuffle song of the day: "The Trees," by Rush. I sense that there's a bit of Rush fatigue, so I won't belabor this. Great song, though.
• Here's the Day 15 report on our A-to-Z iPod Exploration:
  
  • First Song of the Day: "A Different Drum," by Peter Gabriel.
    Last Song of the Day: "Don't Give Up," by Peter Gabriel.
  • Best Songs: "A Different Drum," by Peter Gabriel; "Digging in the Dirt," by Peter Gabriel; "Dirty Day'," by U2; "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap," by AC/DC; "Dirty Laundry," by Don Henley; "Dirty Work," by Steely Dan; "Discipline," by King Crimson; "Distant Early Warning," by Rush; "Do You Feel Like We Do?" by Peter Frampton; "Do You Remember Rock and Roll Radio?" by The Ramones; "Do You Wanna Dance?" by The Ramones; "Dogs," by Pink Floyd; "Don't Be Cruel," by Elvis Presley; "Don't Change," by INXS; "(Don't Fear) The Reaper," by Blue Oyster Cult.
  • Pleasant Surprises: "Disconnected," by RJD2; "Dolls in the Shadows," by Tangerine Dream; "Cloudless," by Peter Gabriel.
  • Guilty Pleasures: "Dim All the Lights," by Donna Summer; "Disco Inferno," by The Trammps; "Do You Believe in Love," by Huey Lewis & The News.
  • Bad Songs by Good Artists: "Dirty Movies," by Van Halen; "Dirty White Boy," by Foreigner; "Don't Get Me Wrong," by The Pretenders.
  • Great Rediscoveries: "Difficult to Cure (Beethoven's Ninth)," by Rainbow; "Dig Me," by King Crimson; "Do It Again," by The Kinks; "Do They Know It's Christmas?" by Band Aid; "Doesn't Anyone Stay Together Anymore?" by Phil Collins; "Don't Answer Me," by The Alan Parsons Project; "Don't Come Around Here No More," by Tom Petty.
• After a little more than two weeks of this A-to-Z experiment, I made it through 1,799 songs out of the 8.932 on my iPod. So had I started this experiment on Day 1 of the trip, I would just about have made it through every song. Now I wish I'd done that. Oh well.

MEAL REPORT

• Lunch: Super Duper Weenie, Fairfield, Conn.: Ironically, this was also my nickname is elementary school. No, I'm just kidding; it was much worse than that. Anyway, we met Joan's family for a quick lunch at this well-known hot dog place right off I-95. At one time, Super Duper Weenie consisted only of a truck that roamed the Fairfield area. But, in 1999, the popularity of the dogs led to the opening of the Super Duper Weenie restaurant. The buns are delivered fresh each morning, the relishes are all made from scratch, as is the chili that you can get atop the dogs. Joan got two plain dogs, and I got one Italian sausage and one chili dog (hey, it's the last day, why stop now?). The hot dogs were excellent, especially my chili dog. One interesting note: the chef at Super Duper Weenie is a classically trained chef who worked at a high-end Italian restaurant in Norwalk, Conn. before we was bitten by dog fever. Definitely an interesting place with an interesting history. Jim Nutrition Rating: 0 stars (out of 5). Restaurant Rating: 4 stars (out of 5).
• Dinner: Charcoal Pit, Wilmington, Del.: We'd hoped our last official FHMA meal would be a memorable one. Sadly, it wasn't. While this place had the perfect ambiance for a diner -- classic 1950's decor and a wait staff that looked like they'd worked there for 50 years -- the food just wasn't very good. We went to this place after seeing it listed as serving one of the best 100 burgers in America. While my burger wasn't bad, it did not come close to living up to that hype. The fries were pretty good, though. Joan went for a salad and grilled cheese and found them so memorable, she couldn't remember what she had an hour later. Jim Nutrition Rating: 1 star (out of 5). Restaurant Rating: 2 stars (out of 5).
• Now, the moment you've all been waiting for (and I've been dreading))... the weigh in. Yes, after 75 days and countless hamburgers, thousands of fries, many pounds of cheese and a pig's worth of bacon, my weight -- which was 248 when we left Virginia on March 6 -- officially ended up at 251. Yes, folks, after all that, I gained a mere three pounds. For those skeptics out there, I ask you this: If I was willing to publicly announce my weight before the trip and then list everything I ate for 75 days, what possible motivation would I have for lying at this point? I believe there are four reasons for this relatively insignificant weight gain:
  
  1. I did not drink much at all on the trip; I had maybe 10 beers over 10 weeks;
  2. There was a fair amount of hiking and walking on this trip. No, we didn't do any five-mile hikes, but we did something just about every day that certainly qualified as exercise. Hey, and if you think about it, moving a ton of luggage back and forth from a hotel room to the car every day qualifies as weightlifting, at least in my book.
  3. Until the last week of the trip, we held firm on not snacking in the car. All we kept in the car were almonds, some fruit and a box of Saltines. We arrived home with two of the four strips of Saltines were still unopened. I will admit that, as fatigue set in late in the journey, we did break down, and bags of Funyuns, Dots, Jujyfruits and a few Charleston Chews did penetrate the car. But, overall, we did pretty well.
  4. We never really delved into this in the blog, but we hardly ever ate a bad breakfast. Pretty much every hotel where we stayed had a continental breakfast, and every day, Joan would stop by and grab some fruit for me and yogurt for her.
• You can only Imagine how pissed off Joan was when she found out that -- after her healthier eating -- she weighed exactly the same as when we left, 142 pounds. Now, she thinks this is highly unfair because, as she says, "I ate better than you did the past 10 weeks." My response: "So did 99.9 percent of the human beings walking the earth."
• Hank was the biggest loser on the trip, dropping from 26.1 pounds down to 24. Fred has not had a weigh-in since we have not brought him to the vet, but we think he's pretty much the same from when we left.

HOTEL REPORT

• Chez Brady, Great Falls, Va.: What an improvement since the last time we were here. The water works and we were able to get a very, very late checkout. Hotel rating: 5 stars (out of 5).

COMMENT OF THE DAY

OK, I have to close with the best endorsement ever, from friend and former executive editor of The Washington Post, Len Downie (who just wrote his own novel, "Rules of the Game," which has gotten excellent reviews):

• On many levels, your trip's digital diary would make a great book that I'm sure would sell -- to travelers, dog lovers, American history buffs, photographers and all of us who have simply enjoyed your digital company. An annotated map (both print and digital) of your journey, discoveries, pleasures and problems would be quite cool.

Len, I hope if the day comes and someone actually publishes this thing, I can get a blurb. :-)

  

BONUS BEAGLE PHOTOS

Hank stands before the Edison Tower in Edison, N.J., and thinks, "You know, this tower is cool and all, but there's one bigger and grander in Washington. Maybe we should go there?"

Ten hours later, Fred says, "You mean this one, right?"

BONUS FHMA GROUP PHOTO

Per previous requests, here is -- finally -- a photo of the entire FHMA crew, taken by the wife of Joan's brother, Alison Pugh, at St. Mary's by the Sea Park in Bridgeport, Conn. And, no, Joan is not choking Fred; it just looks that way. (Photo by Alison Pugh)

Comments

[Joshua Hatch]

What? It's over? So soon? So sad...

Ok, looking ahead: When can we expect the debut of "Fred and Hank's Euro-Peein' Vacation"?

[Pam Williams]

Welcome Home! Thanks for including us on your journey! We'll buy the book! But, highly recommend you sell a t-shirt (google the three wolf t-shirt and see the interesting comments)! Love, Pam, Jack, boys and dogs

[Ori Hoffer]

I feel almost as exhausted as you, but congratulations on completing an amazing trip. Two questions: 1) With 20K miles added to the Acura, how much longer until it's traded in?

2)A "drive-by shooting" at the Kennedy library. Ouch!

[Beth Jacobsohn]

I can't believe how sad I feel reading this "last" blog. I'll truly miss it.

[Debra]

Definitely would buy the book, probably the t-shirt. Thanks for including me on this wonderful trip. I will miss y'all - but only temporarily I hope. "What a long strange [fun] trip its been."

[Deb Correa]

I will truly miss this as well...but welcome home.

[T. Ballard Brown]

Welcome home! I really enjoyed reading this over the past few weeks.

[Carmen]

I think the family picture might be my favorite of all the bonus beagle pics! Frame that one! Glad you made it home in one piece!

[Pat P]

What a journey! I'm glad you arrived home safely. That last picture is a nice bonus. I'll buy the book and T-Shirt, too.

Do visit the inside of the Kennedy Library. It has beautiful vistas and had an execellent section about Bobby Kennedy when I was there about 15 years ago.

Thanks Fred, Hank, Joan, and Jim for letting us go along for the ride.

[everytenth]

I am so sad that your trip has ended -- I would wait until I came home from work before I'd read your update and I loved every word you wrote. Best wishes for the summer, and I hope you are able to find a publisher for your book.

[Janet H]

I know that wonderful feeling of being home and in one's own bed after a long trip! (Fireworks went off just as I read the end of your post--it was actually the White Sox Park fireworks, but we can pretend it was for your trip's end, right?!)
Looking forward to further adventures: how about Canada and Alaska?

[Royelen]

Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights
I ain't complain'n that's my job and it suits me right
I got a sweet soul fever rushin' around my head
I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed

Got on a dead man's suit and smilin' skull ring
Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I keep my heart in my work, my troubles in my head
And I keep my soul in Maria's bed

I been up on sugar mountain, 'cross the sweet blue sea
I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery
I got run out'a luck and gave myself up for dead
Then I drank the cool clear waters from Maria's bed

She give me candy stick kisses 'neath a wolf dog moon
One sweet breath and she'll take you, mister, to the upper room

I was burned by the angels, sold wings of lead
Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria's bed

I been out in the desert, doin' my time
Siftin' through the dust for fools gold, lookin' for a sign
Holy man said, "Hold on, brother, there's a light up ahead."
Ain't nothin' like the light that shines on me in Maria's bed

Well I take my blessings at the riverhead
I'm living in the light of Maria's bed

[Rob Terry]

Jim, be sure and let me know when and where the book signing party will take place, I'm there.
Love the Music Reports too -- "Dig Me" a great rediscovery, huh? I still can't make up my mind about that song. The verses are so strange yet the chorus is so cool.
Hope to see you on the MMSL softball diamonds soon.

[Michael Solow]

Great blogging, Jim...and great pictures with priceless captions. I laughed every time I caught up with this wonderful piece of work. Thanks for sharing the big trip and welcome back!

[Dave Heller]

You left out the part where you stopped off at the Irish Times before driving past the Capitol.

[Ashish]

Wow, cant image you guys drove that much, but it was certainly a treat to virtually travel and see the sights and places. Thanks for including us all. Book sounds like a great idea!

[Tamara & John and their beagles, Abbey & Elvis, from Michigan]

We wish to thank you for sharing your trip...I will miss checking it daily to see what the FHMA crew was up to...We will definitely buy the book and recommend it to others.

Menlo Park: A good deal of the things from Menlo are actually--if I'm remembering this correctly--at Greenfield Village near Detroit, MI. I haven't been there since I was 8, but it seems to me they have a few things, at the very least from there.

[Chris Geisert]

Great trip and Welcome Home!
Thanks for sharing the experience with all of us.

[Joan]

Love the family photo - it's definitely the best one you have posted. Your trip was so much fun to follow, but I can't help thinking that your comment about wishing you had done the A-Z iPod random shuffle from the beginning of the trip just might mean another trip some day so that you can accomplish that goal. Sign me up to follow along.

All things book / t-shirt (baseball cap?) related .... I am down for all of that.

Thanks for everything!

[elena daly]

Joan,

first of all, thanks to you and Jim for allowing us to travel with you vicariously. What a great adventure! My husband was curious early on as I made a beeline for your blog every day. Within a few short weeks he became absolutely addicted. He relished Jim's writing, your photos, and the marvelous candor of your story telling.

Now, I offer you my sincere apology for missing the soiree Saturday night (particularly since I said we would be there, how rude is that?). Things got out of control on Saturday and by the time we came to and remembered the party it was after nine. I do look forward to hearing more in person at one of our dinners.

Welcome home and do the book!

E.

[Jean Gossman]

Tee shirts would be great; FHMA aficionados could spot one another.

A Flash version of the map would also be great, with pop-ups of the posts, photos, and of course the music.

And I know you hate Newburgh, but as a native upstater, I think that photo of Washington's statue is beautiful!

I will miss the boys a lot!

[Deborah Howell]

Enjoyed all of it, Joan and Jim. And I'm not even a dog lover! Loved your total honesty, your delight in what was delightful and your candor about what wasn't. And I'm with Len about the book.

[Paul Horenkamp]

How am I supposed to kill time at work in the afternoon? Thanks for the diversion!

[Sonja]

In my bi-monthly trips from VA to CT I have often wondered about that missing portion of 95 (seriously!) so thanks for filling in the blanks AND allowing all of us to hitch a ride along with you over the last 75 days. It's been a ton of fun!

[James]

Got a real kick out of your travels and travails. I hope this stays posted for future reference so that I can look up the good and the bad for some of the places you've been. And I've learned a few things from Joan about hotel haggling. My "kids" Blue and Homer have their own facebook pages now and wonder when Fred and Hank will have theirs as well. A big woof from my guys to yours. It's been pointed out that if you can do it, so can we. (I suppose a 70 lb Lab and a 22 lb miniature schnauzer would average out to "managable")

Welcome back and looking forward to the round ups and recaps.

[Deanna McNeil]

What a read from one day to the next. I will miss the pictures. Definitely the sort of book I DO read! :)

[Dan Pacheco]

Congrats! I dare you to do a winter version of this trip. It would be higher on the list for adventure seekers and fans of "Into Thin Air." I, too, look forward to the book. Keep the seasonal trips in mind for sequels.

[Lisa Swansey]

What a wonderful adventure! I heave a sigh thinking there will be no more daily posts... but am thrilled that you accomplished your goals, finding surprises and insight along the way. I was amused, honored, and educated by your colorful travelogue and anecdotes.

Clearly your family time spent together brought you all (and us, your readers) closer together.

I hungrily wait for the final installments and wrap-up.

[Rebecca]

I'm sure I speak for your many readers when I say, I'm dyin' here -- when's the next installment/wrap-up/etc.?!

[Jen P.]

The law of attraction must have pulled a Five Guys into Avon, Ohio via thia website, because I just saw my first one yesterday! Can't wait to try it.