Epic Crocodilian Road Trip Day 0

Welcome back, everyone, to your vicarious thrill of bad ideas, questionable parenting, and less than coherent rambling.  In this edition:  thousands of miles of driving, car sick kids (and me), Florida heat in June, and the prospect of being eaten by more than one species of crocodilian!

We left Bristow yesterday before 5pm after a day of last minute laundry, shopping, and panicked packing.  Auggie had his last day of theater camp until 4 and somehow this all seemed much more reasonable when I scheduled it.  Shoutout to LM for their amazingness in stepping up to being Auggie's 1:1 so he could thrive at camp and just generally making our week so much better than it would have been without their presence.  Shoutout to Christine for staying with Anzio in his geriatric stage so we could go.

Who would like to get an over/under on the number of Chick Fil A stops we make on this trip?  The running total is 1, in Colonial Heights once we got past the requisite Northern VA Friday evening traffic.

Both boys had some tablet time in the car and started their trip journals.  I started a list of things we forgot and put an Amazon order in to have delivered to our hotel in Orlando.  Lyle, heroically, drove.

We made our first ever Buccee's stop somewhere in SC (Florence?).  Put a check in that box.  

We got to Savannah sometime after 2am.  Yay for digital check in.  Set an alarm and collapsed into bed.