Coming Home.

Woke up this morning at 3:30 when one of my favorite siblings opened up the car door and started poking me. So I crawled to the passengers seat, half asleep, as Mom drove through Nebraska, only to stop at a truck stop 15 minutes later to find more tape for the window (the passenger's window rolled all the way down but not back up 2 minutes after getting it back from the RV guys...fishy...so it is temporarily covered with a sheet of plastic and loads of duct tape.) And from there, I took over the wheel and drove through Nebraska and Iowa, powered by Mountain Dew and Peanut M&Ms. 10 hours later, Dad takes over the wheel and drives us into his old hometown and then into Chicago. It brought back memories of our highschool band and orchestra trip senior year and reminded me how much I love Chicago, and that I actually miss band and highschool..loser? maybe. Bucket List Addition: Live in an apartment in Chicago for a year. -Emily