Recap: Day 1.

Big Jakke B and I are ready to go by 6am Sunday morning, but we can't raise Kait. By 7:15, we're pretty sure she's dead. We pop up to the rotary to get coffee. As we're pulling out of the parking lot, I ask "What if she got abducted?" "People or aliens?" Jakke asks. "People." She points to a rickedy old van - "That guy." "Exactly."

The van pulls out in front of us. His license plate says... GUTBOX. Whaaaaaat. Kaitlyn is dead. In a van.

Once we're on the road we drive to Scranton and listen to the themesong from the Office for 6 hours. We pass over the Hamilton Fish Bridge, where we took this a year and a half ago.




We go to Denny's Beer Barrell pub, the place that has haunted our dreams for over a year. Jakke tries to eat a 4 pound hamburger, because she is fearless. Absolutely fearless. I end up in the bathroom at the same time as the obnoxious woman who has been commenting on Jakke's burger. I look frantically around for a way to rig the door or otherwise trap her inside. I fail miserably.

We get lost at the same intersection we did last time we were there, when I drove us 3 hours in the wrong direction, into the middle of nowhere, because Pennsylvania renders me physically unable to read a map.

"Its like the road dissapears... we're driving to heaven, Jakke." -K

Christopher Walken dicks us around for a while. We drive to Punxatawney and take pictures with all sorts of giant groundhogs. Then Christopher Walken leads us blindly into Amish country. We spend what seems like hours dodging buggies. It is so dark out there. Church. Silo. Nothing. Pipes.

"Can we listen to Bon Jovi or just... something that isn't death metal?" -K