Twenty bucks and a tank of gas

As a last stop before we embarked for real, we spent a night in Warren, PA, my hometown. We picked up last minute supplies, took a snowy jog around town, obsessively organized the car, and scored a $20 from Grandpa at lunch. My sister, Megan, weighed us on her fancy work scale and determined we've each got 4.7lbs of bones and 87lbs of rock hard muscle. I'd say that makes us sufficiently tough for Nova Scotia.

Xo everyone we love, we'll miss you.