Crossed through WV first thing this morning. Mercifully, the speed limit is 70 there, so that didn't take long. Wheeling, WV has a lovely scenic bridge, but the gentleman with the PT Cruiser, the mullet, and the thick, lustrous back-hair sculpted into some sort of fauxhawk, whom we saw at the gas station on the Ohio border, was neither lovely nor scenic. Max has started to enjoy looking out the window (pics later), which is really cute.
New batteries have led to occasionally hilarious commentary tracks on the walkies. Lunch near Columbus in a couple. Ciao!