CLEAR for Dispatch

And so it begins.

With three hours of sleep and a suitcase packed less than an hour before departure, we set sail for what Volvo calls, "Volvo for Life."

Captain was kissed at the door of a warm house and left in good hands.
Dexter will rest easy with Sarah taking care of his every need. 

As for us, we're in the hands of Patty, the executive travel agent who I never met and made all of our arrangements, minus where we'll be putting our heads after Sunday night (who needs reservations when you have wheels). 

"I think campfire sounds fun," Adam says at 21,000 feet and 30 minutes away from New Jersey. "I don't care how scuzzy it is... Do you?"

We'll all have to wait and see.