I packed as many of my belongings in my Mazda 2 as possible. I drove from Cincinnati to Seattle. There’s a whole other blog that will happen one day explaining how I came to be shoving all my belongings in my subcompact car with a cat named Henry and driving 2000 miles. Until that happens this will have to do.
I got a late start on Friday morning. Partially, because I had a late night on Thursday. Starting the trip with a sleep deficit seemed less appealing than making the time that I wanted to. I rolled out of Cincinnati at 11 AM. With this poor little guy.
Henry didn’t start out as my cat but became mine. I can’t help but think that at this moment, he was really regretting where he ended up. I had a small litter box in the car for him. I let him out of the crate to use it when I would stop for gas. Turns out he can’t even with the bodily functions while in the car. He didn’t eat/drink/pee/poo in the car. I was at once worried and relieved when I noticed this pattern.
Henry was a surprisingly good travel companion, except that he would cry when the sun went down. I am afraid that I only noticed this pattern at the end of day two. I was hoping to get through Minnesota on my first day, but at 9 pm Henry had been serenading me for some time. I was done.
I found a Quality Inn in Mason City Iowa. I was perfectly happy to pay the ridiculous $120 dollars to stay there. Henry was beyond pleased to get out of the crate in the hotel room. Everything was uneventful except for one thing.
Who needs a window in their shower? How did this happen? Is this a really poor attempt at a sexy clouded glass shower? But honestly, at this point I was so tired that I give this no thought whatsoever and fell into bed.