I am thinking about the early days, the days when we packed up the van and took road trips.. New mexico, and the long one when I sold my other car and we went to the west coast, San Francisco, down south to San Diego, Arizona and back home... It took us a month... Ryan, me and grandma and the van packed full of Ryans special food, meds and everything he would need. I still have the video of the big ry in the back of the van "cherkeling" as we use to call it at the joy of the experience...