December 31, 2004
Our New Years' resolution was a simple one: not to die, either by drunk drivers swerving across the road, or by the looming ice storm being teased on the motel's TV. We decided to choose the former, and not risk being stuck in Iowa City for a second night, stranded by ice coating the highways. And so it is that we plunge into the darkness of post-midnight New Years' Eve, nerves already strained from an eight hour driving day, and now four more to go.
Wish us luck,