day 8 & 9 | east grand forks

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Miles: 2256 - 2578
On the radio: Voyager chapters 31-45

Now that wedding season has paused, I'm excited to wrap up the rest of my road trip photos from earlier this summer. By this point, I'd traveled more than 2500 miles and was surprisingly (and alarmingly?) accustomed to being in the car with the hypnosis of the road and scenery flying by.

I'd never realized how long Minnesota was until this part of the trip and when I finally arrived in East Grand Forks, it really struck me how big of a contrast it must have been moving from Brooklyn to this tiny town when Molly made the move two years ago.

But Molly! Nick! Farm! 

I got a tour of the eggfarm (including a tractor longer than my apartment), picked rhubarb from a rhubarb jungle, hung in the kitchen while Molly did her thang (rhubarb syrup, cookie salad, and homemade gushers!), attempted baking with ube, met a talking rice cooker, drove around just before sunset, saw eggboy make eggs, and ate chocolate covered potato chips. And had the most restful night of sleep of my whole trip!

Mostly, I loved that it was real. When you're (primarily) internet friends with someone for several years, bits and pieces of them feel familiar like your favorite book. This was like stepping into the pages. These two have made the sweetest life together and it was so fun to pop up and see a bit of it.

I'll never get over how incredible it is to have friends all over the world. Thanks for having me, feeding me, and sending me off with snacks, eggcuties!