I wasn’t even sure that there was a 4:00am. But there was, and it’s bad.
We set our alarms for 4:00am, and we got up when they rang. We made the painful, uphill, snow-covered trek to the car, carrying nearly everything we had brought with us and started driving at 4:45.
It was black outside, and we were too tired (both from lack of sleep, and from the hike up the to the car) to pay attention to the stars overhead. They were beautiful, no doubt, but there was no sign of the moon to give us any light.
About 6:15 we began to see signs of the sun. Well, I did. Abbie had hear head on a pillow, and had her eyes shut. But she says she wasn’t sleeping.
Little excitement from there on out. We sat down for lunch at Popeye’s Louisiana Kitchen in… I don’t even remember what town. It was okay.
Then we drove some more, and we got home, and it was great to see the family.
Then Abbie left with her mother and brother to see Newsies at a nearby stage. And that was the end of the trip.