Two Weeks Away.

It doesn't matter how old you get – buying snacks for a road trip should always look like an unsupervised nine-year-old was given $100.

That was my friend Rob and I, a while back, driving from New York to visit our friend Ted, who’d moved to Toronto after college.

In two weeks, the three of us are getting back together. It won’t be a road trip so much as us each flying to Chicago to spend four days together.

Already stocking up on the junk food. Can’t wait.