We packed up the van the night before. Not only did we have
the five suitcases of clothes and things we had brought from Beirut, but since
we had already spent well over a month in the US, we had accumulated quite a
bit of additional stuff. We stuck it anywhere we could. When we pulled out of
the drive way on a bright Sunday morning, waving good bye to grandma and
grandpa, the bottom of the van hit the curb. As we kept driving a bit, the van
got higher, and we decided a full tank was probably out of the question for the
remainder of our drive.
We drove about 165 miles that first day, to Oxford, OH,
where good friends from our Cairo days live.
We stopped several times on the way, mainly to nurse. We had brought sandwiches and drinks that we ate in Berne, a very cute little town, apparently quite proud of their Swiss heritage. There were a lot of Amish settlements along the way as well and several times, we ended up behind a buggy. We had not seen our friends for a couple of years, and the reunion, although brief, was happy: good dinner, lots of catching up, kids play, a good sleep and a shower, and we were on our way again, the next day, quickly leaving Ohio behind.
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