Day 275

So, when I said the trip to Hatteras was hell, I had not fully grasped what hell really consisted of. I'm pretty sure hell is 2 ferry rides, a 6.5 hour trip, a detour through bumblefuck to get gas, then sitting in rt1 traffic because of the races at Dover Downs. I'm pretty sure if I had a dull tipped pencil I would have slowly gauged my eyes out during this ride home. We left for our trip and it was dark....we got home and it was dark again.