Earlier today I took the final for my summer class. I'm already in Iowa.
There's a 2.5 week intersession between the end of summer classes and when I need to be back for my fall orientation process. The road is done getting hit.
The summer after my freshman year in college I did something similar. I came back to Wisconsin, got into my car, and drove as West as far I could until I had to turn around or miss my flight back to Boston to work my summer job. I made it to Yellowstone and drove around in my little Mazda Miata convertible with the top down during a June snowstorm and parked next to bison that could have crushed my car like a tin can and watched as wolves (?) took down a fawn in very living color.
Sadly, I had been aiming for Yosemite. The United States is big! The Texan got me thinking about rectifying this not-so-near-miss when an August driving/camping tour from Austin to Portland was in the works. Portland dropped out, but the South/West still called.
So Mom and I evacuated Bloomington as soon as was proper, and maybe even a bit before that. I imagine that considering there are no classes until August 25, many people followed us out. Somebody make sure to hit the lights.
The Best Of The West Tour: Summer 2014 has begun. It's going to be hell on wheels.