So, it's dawn. The truck is great -- gotta appreciate a vehicle big enough fir the five if us. And the DVD player made it easy to get through the early hours.

But it isn't perfect.

To begin with, back here in the rumble seat, between the distance and the speakers that are throbbing righ in my ears, I might as well be in a different vehicle. I feel like I'm in a different time zone.

Worse? I think someone up there is farting.