Well, at some point on a road trip of this duration there is a sign. A sign that it is time to end and move on and back to a normal life. Last time it was 4 feet of snow overnight in Tahoe, and this time it is poop. Hank has literally exploded and I take that as the final sign. He had a minor eruption in the car last week and now he had a major blow up in the hotel room. Each of these were a first and now my car and my hotel room smell like Hanky poop. Sorry to be so graphic but there is no other way around it. And when you are surrounded by shit in your life - and in this case literally it is usually time to stop and evaluate. My dear friends I see this road trip coming to a rapid end...time to get Hank and mom settled and back into a routine for a while. Amazing what the sign is - we never get to know but it always shows up!

Until next time.