Handoff the White
We should have gotten a much earlier start today, but we were all tired from the long week of excitement. Summer went down to meet Eaddie for coffee while I got things ready, and then we loaded up both of the kids to go home. We made it back to Terre Haute for a charge and ate at the adjacent Culver’s. They had just opened with a stunning crew of at least eight or nine people. Somehow they didn’t seem to have things right, but the food tasted fine.
I plotted a trip through Springfield, Missouri so we could eat at Lambert’s Cafe, but the kids started asking if we could meet Eli’s parents along the way to hand him off to them. They were pretty far ahead, so I pulled over in Effingham until they figured things out, and we managed to reroute to our same stop from the trip up in Salem to charge. By then, going through Springfield would add an hour to our trip, so we decided to go home the same way we came up instead, and skip the food.
When we got near Sikeston for our next charge, I saw a sign for Lambert’s, and realized their second location was actually just right up the road from the Supercharger, so we had our restroom break, charged, then went to eat. It was mid-afternoon, but they were still packed with a short wait to be seated. It was cold outside, having seen slightly freezing rain back at Culver’s from the wind, but we basked in the sun until they called our number.
The food was mostly pretty good, but I had possibly the worst steak I’d ever eaten. It tasted like boiled meat. Eaddie described it as tasting “wet.” I mentioned it to our server when he came by, and he brought me a cup of the seasoning they were supposed to use on it, and that helped. I mostly filled up on the pass-around sides though. Eaddie and I chowed down on their fried okra, which was perfect.
From there, we made it all the way down to Jonesoro, but it felt like we took more back roads than on the way up. It took us forever to get to the Kum & Go where we had charged before, and when we left, we ended up having to charge again in Conway, possibly due to weather or elevation. It was a super dull ride the rest of the way home in the pitch black, and it was too late to get Muad’Dib, so we left him with Dad for one more night, and we’ll get him tomorrow when we’ll actually be able to spend some time with him.
The universe has assured us throwed rolls.