I only drove from Green Bay Wisconsin down to here in North Central Kentucky because the choice was drive the van with the dogs and cats down here or walk 700+ miles with the dogs and cats.
The most interesting part of that trip was when we got to the Lincoln Bridge to cross from Indiana into Kentucky. Traffic started to slow. I am in the van windows up, AC on, Radio blaring and saying to myself repeatedly "if any of you stop on this bridge I will ram you off into the river. " I hate bridges. We were stuck in the right hand land all the way across. This was before they complete construction.