Junction City, KS

We slept in the truck last night.

A little background before I share this story: On our first road trip across country heading from Seattle to Key West, somewhere in Indiana we were tired and had been driving entirely too long already. It was about 2am and we felt like it was kind of a waste to pay for a whole night in a hotel when we'd be there less than 8 hours. So, I suggested that we just pull over and sleep in the truck. What a terrible idea! We were uncomfortable and cramped. And in the mid-morning it was terribly hot and humid, but raining, so we couldn't roll the window down for air flow. We basically just sat in the truck and baked. Needless to say, we were absolutely disgusting and still very tired when morning came.

So, why we wouldn't learn from our past mistake is a mystery to me. But for whatever reason, it seemed like a good idea at the time last night. We pulled into a Conoco Phillips, rearranged some things in the truck and slept. Bailey slept curled up in the front passenger seat while I kind of sprawled across the front seats with my legs around her. And then Phill slept in the back with his head squished between the giant computer box and the front seat. We were more comfortable than the last time we did it, but it was still nothing I'd want to do for a long period of time. I woke up several times having to situate myself again because of a seatbelt buckle in my side, cramped knees, crick in the neck...you name it. But now we're on the road again and should get into Colorado Springs in the early afternoon. Luckily, we have the remainder of the day to relax. I imagine we'll call it a night pretty early tonight.