Monday, August 30th.

We woke and jumped into the car in one simple movement, not stopping for breakfast or anything (we'd do that at our first stop, a John Evans Restraunt, if I remember right) with the goal of getting to Wyoming -- a lot further than it looks on the map.

I called Atlas to see if our stuff had in fact been picked up from the Warehouse and loaded on a truck. They said it had, although they couldn't tell us when or what their guestimate arrival date was. It hadn't actually been picked up, but we didn't know they were lying at the time.

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