Day one is done. We safely arrived at Stout Street around 5:30, to the usual barrage of
food; chicken, potatoes, carrots and peas, salad, and what is rumored to be banana cream pie.
[After posting a hopeful remark about updating this entry soon, my iPhone ceased to function as promised by Apple, and began the notorious yellow triangle of death. Until we reach Wisconsin, there will be no chance to exchange the iPhone for another new one. Most entries will be posted from the MacBook now.]
Grandma told us of her trip West, which, if you have any affiliation with Virginia, you have most likely heard. Oh boy.
As expected, the hospitality was like an egg... Soft, warm and delicious but very filling. No offense, grandma. We love you.
We are here.