Drivin' more

Illinois...


Indiana...


Ohio...


There really isn't much to talk about when you spend over 10 hours a day driving, driving and driving.

On Tuesday night we do a little detour off I-70, our faithful companion throughout these days, and stop in Cincinnati to have dinner with Brian's youngest brother, Andrew.

Somehow, the idea of yet another impersonal cheap motel is not too attractive, and we find ourselves a deserted campground in the rolling hills of Ohio.