When we left the historic B&B I had put on angora-socks and leg-warmers made by old socks. On the floor of the car I put a rolled-up camping-mattress and inside a dawn-jacket and a fleece-jacket I had two bottles of hot water. When I put my feet down there they kept warm - almost. At lunch time we tramped through piles of snow on the side-walk-free roads to get to a thrift-store and a diner. I discovered there were holes in my shoes and my socks got wet. In the evening we were lucky to get a good room in one of the small Indian-run motels in Sharon, Pennsylvania. Green Car got its own plug on the outside of the building so we had heat in our room in the frosty night. Good for my creaking cough and Hjalte´s icy toes. 


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