I don’t get to vacation often. When I do, I tend to prioritize doing and minimize resting. You know, making the most of it. In mid April, my wife and loaded up the Subaru and headed east. All the way east. Well, New Jersey. About 14 hours of driving through the night. (Side note: We were kept awake the whole way by listening to Rainn Wilson’s strange life story in his book, “The Bassoon King.”) Why New Jersey? We were […]