Today, we went through customs. Yep, that was the highlight of the day. The dude at the window didnt like our answers to questions such as "Where do you work" (answer: 2/3 of us are unemployed, the third works at a pharmacy, not the best answer either), "is is missour-eee or missour--uhh" (missour-eee, sir), "where did you stop in canada?" (where we could to camp), "what did you bring from canada to sell?" (nothing), etc. We had to go into the customs office, where they wouldnt let me readily pee, while they started to search the car. I really think the dude at the window was mad at the dude that had to search cars, bc the poor guy that had to search the car spent like 15 min on the passenger seat...after he figured out how to open it. Apparently, there's a big music festival that they assumed we were at (young people means music festival means definitely smuggling drugs into the states). After we played dumb when they asked if we were at this music festival (which had an african-sounding name to it, we were like, no, sir, we did NOT drive to africa..?), they let us go.

We found a starbucks and took full advantage of their internet (side note: to use internet at most starbucks now, you have to have a gift card- bull). Since we slept in the car last night, we all could use a nap, so we've stopped at a campground and have napped. Tomorrow: Spokane to see Judd's friend and my family.