Somehow, I slept in this morning. I'm not sure if I consciously ignored my alarm clock or I accidentally muffled the noise with a shirt or pillow... in any case, we got started a little later than I would have liked. Knowing we had a shorter day, we decided not to sweat it too much. I took off a little early to fulfill my coffee fix and use a public restroom. I took about three sips of java before it tumbled onto the the sidewalk. Not caring too much, I found it to be a sign to get biking.
Crawling into Everton a bit past tea time, I asked a local mechanic where I could find the local hunting lodge. He directed me down a mile of precarious dirt roads to find an oasis in the middle of Nowhere, MO. The Running Spring Farm really reminds me of Mee Maw and Pop Pop's place on Lake Gaston, NC. I found the boys relaxing and enjoying the luxuries provided. It only costed 20 dollars for the night's stay and this was a steal, to say the least. Dowds cooked us a delicious pasta dinner, Chris made us some dessert, and I did the dishes. We're going to spend the rest of the evening relaxing our muscles, chatting, and playing checkers.
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Noah, Bryan and I are thinking of and praying for you!
-Sarah Campbell
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