No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn!

Well, not Brooklyn, actually. That's just the Beastie Boys song that I listen to at the start of every road trip. The origins of the tradition have been lost, but it started in college sometime.
We're loading up the RV (pronounced "erv" in case you forgot) and heading for Washington state to visit my parents and sister. We're going to stop by Hollister and do some refresher jumps on the way up. Then we're going to visit Sarema's best friend, Kymi, in San Jose. After that, we're just going to drive north and see where the road takes us.