We moved to NY about as quickly as we moved to CO. Enough said.
The drive was time-efficient, except for the fact that Durf had to check out every rest area along the route, and complained bitterly when the distance between blue signs exceeded 25 miles. But that's his story.
We spent most of the first night on the road looking for a place to stay. Another Durf story.
Fortunately, the next night we were planning to stay with sister, Tash. Disconcertingly, when we showed up on her doorstep, she said, "What are you doing here?" Durf and I hoped that his new colleagues in NY would not greet him in the same fashion, come Monday morning.
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