As you read this, we’re in the process of manifesting more of my DMP, which means the likelihood of us being in utter chaos is high. I’m writing this in advance, anticipating what will be when you’re reading this. Utter chaos, of course, is an exaggeration. This trip has been well-planned because that’s more than half the fun of traveling — the anticipation and planning. We’re somewhere between Sacramento and Reno as you read this, depending on the time of day, and assuming you’re reading it on the day it’s published. If you’re reading at a later time, all bets are off, but I can tell you with confidence if we’re on Amtrak, we’re having a great time. And I’m still contemplating what the “next level” of my DMP is going to be.