I split the drive into four legs so I wouldn’t have to drive 14-15 hours straight; I’m way too old for that. I had driven straight through to Ft. Lauderdale, alternating the driving duties with Mark, my dear friend , in a 914, back in 1976, when I was 23 years old. I’m just a tad older now and happily retired. The first leg was from home in Easton, Maryland, on the Eastern Shore. First stop was Radford, Virginia, a small town where I had booked a room, about a 6-7 hour drive.