8:05 pm

We stopped in the middle of a meadow. It's curious how, as we stopped, the sea is only and exactly 62 miles away. The event with Lisa sure held us back, but there's still enough time. She look so tired, and personally, I'm tired too. We're both tired—it's not the kind of tiredness that goes away within a night's sleep. But that doesn't mean we're about to refuse a night's sleep.

We'll be sleeping in the camper, on that not-soft-looking, thin mat. I think I'll make a campfire and grill some marshmallows. I haven't eaten for a while too. The bag of food I brought will be kinda wasted, but it doesn't really matter now. I'll look for some wood.