One man and his dog. A road trip. Part I

It was around about 11pm last night when our chocolate Labrador (called Rolo 🍫) was delivered to me in Newark, New Jersey. That was originally where he was meant to fly into, but it was changed last minute to JFK, so he was driven the hour or so to the hotel I was in after he had cleared customs.

He settled and slept well and today in our obscenely-sized SUV rental car we successfully negotiated the 330 miles to Richmond, Virginia where he lays asleep next to me, exhausted no doubt by all of the driving.

After rarely leaving our Parish in Bermuda he now has five US states to add to his growing travelogue. He arrived in New York and we drove through New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland and Virginia today.

Today’s drive took about eight and half hours after four stretching the legs and photo opportunity stops.

The most stressful thing today was not the driving but it was the realization by both of us that Rolo does not like lifts (elevators). Staying on the 7th floor of the hotel with three heavy suitcases and assorted dog paraphernalia made that quite tricky…. especially as he doesn’t do stairs either!

Oh, the simple life of being a pet dog in Bermuda!

Tomorrow’s drive is 100 miles longer as we plan to drive through North and South Carolina to settle in Savannah, GA. If we can finagle the elevator, then hopefully we can get an early start.