On the way to our first camping stop, Jake scoped out a MTG store so Phineas could play some Friday Night Magic. The plan was good: Jake dropped Phineas and I off at the game store so he could play and I could work on my computer a little. He dropped us off a little before 7pm and headed to the campground with Penelope to get set up. Around 8:30pm I called to check in and arrange for him to pick us up. Penelope answered Jake’s phone and told me, in a conspiring whisper, “Between you and and me, I’d get here as soon as you can. Dad is cleaning up all the eggs and is in a really bad mood. He could use some help.” Uhh ohhhhh. Turns out that we must have hit some really bad roads on the 4+ hour drive to Lancaster. When Jake parked the camper and opened it up to start setting up, apparently it looked like a bomb had gone off. The fridge had opened, all off the food was room temperature, and there were broken eggs everywhere. Pans had fallen out of the cabinet and were covered in egg. Thankfully the board game cabinet didn’t open. Jake said that if the board games had fallen out and the pieces were covered in broken egg, he would have actually cried. One of our first stops the next day was Lowe’s for a whole array of rope and fasteners to secure the fridge and cabinets.