Spring on the Road to Mount Vernon

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We left home just before 7:00 a.m. and the temperature was already well above freezing. I discarded the lining of my winter jacket before leaving the house and soon took off the outer shell. Early spring!

I woke up in a foul mood, feeling somewhat anxious about the long day on the road and still tired despite a fairly good night's sleep. I was angry with myself for not programming the GPS last night, because sure enough I had forgotten how to use it in the months it has been sitting in Bob's glove compartment. For some reason, unless I entered "Madison" as a coordinate on the trip planner app, I couldn't get the device to accept "Mount Vernon, IL" as a destination.

That decision added to confusion around Madison, because the GPS directed us through the city center, a definite costly "wrong" turn for us. I scrambled to read the paper map and kept us on a route that avoided the city. Bob was sure we were on the wrong route but turns out we were not. Anyway, we stopped for gas not far down the road and confirmed that we were going in the right direction. However, I was flustered and furious, and remained so throughout the day.

A good strong drink might have improved my mood but wait, I can't drink alcohol. Damn. For the first time I regretted the "no booze" restriction imposed by one of my medications (isoniazid - the precautionary drug for latent tuberculosis because of last December's positive TB test, due to childhood exposure to TB or perhaps to subsequent vaccine).

I wished I hadn't worn a warm sweatshirt today! The temperature rose to 58F sometime in the early afternoon. I drove a few miles toward the end of the day and we pulled into Mount Vernon shortly after 6. Our hotel, the Drury Inn, is quite comfortable. Free food and adult beverages from 5:30 to 7:00. We'd snacked on the trail mix Sonia packed for us and weren't particularly hungry, so I picked up a couple of hot dogs -- plenty of food for us.