Entry 24: Jamie Bryce

There's comfort in familiar things sometimes I guess.  Like having enough people around to be able to sleep in every once and a while.  The storm subsided during my sleep, so we're on the road again, but its damn thick snow, even for the plow.  So far we're doing okay, but we're planning on putting a plowhead on the bus as well, once we can find a place with one.  There's an town up ahead in fifty miles or so, hoping we can find one there.