After Andy’s hockey game last night we slept in the parking lot of the hockey place. It’s far away from the road, next to a park, surrounded by trees and horse farms. When we wore up this morning, there was six inches of snow covering everything. It was shocking to open the blinds. Not to mention freezing. It was half raining, half snowing all day. We have a few leaks and a scare that the furnace was broken. Other than that, it’s a great adventure.

We should be on our way in a few days. I think I keep saying that, but really, a few days. Tonight we’re staying at Rogo’s house. The RV is parked across the street. I’m laying on the wooly, curly couch refusing cherry brandy from Rogo and watching television. I think I can lay off the booze until at least after dinner. I probably should just accept and pour it out, but homemade polish brandy. How could I? Andy and Rogo are playing online poker, comparing strategies. Rogo’s wife is cooking a vegetarian feast for us. If these guys are any nicer to us, we might never leave.