December 8, 2003


  • December 8th, 2003.

    Watching the map, it’s almost painful to see Maryland scrolling a mere inch below our chosen route. We’re edging in on the mountain roads of Pennsylvania, sitting tucked in between guard-rails and 18-wheelers. Out of the states we’ve visited, I think Pennsylvania (despite my mom’s beliefs) stays one of my favourites. It has moments of…