The Night Before.

Anticipation is making me wait. My Vespodyssey starts tomorrow at 0’dark-thirty. I need to get some shut-eye soon. Mrs. Peel is already making arrangements. I hope we will have time to have dinner together. Happiness loves company.

Have you ever slept in a Murphy bed?

The Vespoddyssey’s plans are very freeform and floating, much like a day in New Orl…