If I remember correctly, I made it 2 hours shy of my destination on one hour of sleep – Duluth, MN. That’s with a stop over in Chicago to visit Apple Vacations, btw. In rush hour traffic. Trust me. I remember that.
My God, even my father couldn’t pull such a feat! How the fuck? When the fuck? Where the fuck?
Btw, I’m going to create a new series: WTF Travel, Edition.