End of First Day of Travel

Not much to report for this first foray into my swing east.  My dad is accompanying as far as Paola Kansas, where my Uncle Jim lives, followed by Lawry City Missouri, where my Aunt Rosalie lives.  I would have preferred leaving tomorrow morning, Friday morning; but Dad, due to his advanced age, cannot travel for extensive periods of time.  He needs the rest.

We, fortunately, hit the Motel 6 in Salina before the storm struck the area.  Glad to see the rain, but I loathe driving in it.  Either way, I'm 90 miles into my 1600 miles trek to my family's origin.

Hopefully, it will all go well.  I have not had any luck, thus far, uploading my first video to YouTube. It is taking forever.  And my car?  Something is amiss with my car.  Ever since my dad saw to the installing of a new compressor for my air conditioner (it hadn't worked for me since buying the car in January of 2010) there has been a problem with the car's acceleration.  Though I set my cruise control on 65mph, cruising down highway 156 to Ellsworth, the car's speed would intermittently increase - even sans the cruise control or foot on the gas pedal.  

Who knows?  Maybe the car will carry me all the way to Elizabeth City North Carolina, fall apart, marooning me in the home of my ancestors two centuries removed.  What an adventurous turn that would make.  A little 'Pulp Fiction' across the centuries.