MissAdventure 6: Return to the Sauna (Steam Room?)

Hi friends!

This one wasn't an adventure after all, but a tale of learning and growth. How I chose to look at the world differently and became better for it. My goodness, am I maturing? Well maybe the lack of adventure isn't entirely true -- I am Miss Adventure of course!

My adventure started to the north and with the threat of a storm after a window of calm. My car, still adorned with Texas plates, of course did not have snow tires and was not equipped to make the trek to the Empire State, but I figured I didn't have much of a choice. I set off on a bright, sunny and beautiful Saturday morning after packing furiously the night before.


Coming soon... Hitting Maine and realizing your wiper fluid has frozen, served with a side of sketch car transport and a knight in shining armour. Did I mention the Texas freeze?

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