Pablo, the Traveling Dog
One month. Over one month. I feel like Bobby Ewing – was it real …or all a dream?
It was a wonderful month. As time passes, that month+ gets better and better. I’m wondering if that’s because I’m romanticizing or if it’s all just settling in. I’ll go with the later.
Pablo and I covered a lot of ground between March 1 and April 8, when I rolled back into my driveway at on Myrtle Avenue – at 10:50 p.m. - 4526 miles to be exact. (An average of 29.5 mpg, fyi. Not bad for a 2000 Saab 9.5 with, now, over 103,000 miles)
The littlest Pablo did fine, also. I wasn’t so sure after the first couple of days, but he did settle down and got into his “dog riding in the car” groove.
Over the next couple of weeks I’ll post some observations, recollections and declarations about the journey. Until then – it’s nice to be back. I’d rather be traveling… but it’s nice to be back.
PS – My car is is back in the shop… the new exhaust system is its reward for doing such a good job. Review on THIS auto ordeal to come.