Mandy Moore

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Back in March 2001, my family packed up our brand new Chevy Venture minivan.

and headed on a cross-country road trip that spanned roughly 8,000 miles to accomplish this.

My parents actually took 11-year-old me, too cool for school Big Kevin energy, my 12-going-on 13-year-old sister, so over at Major Kate vibes, and my eight-year-old, the earnest know-it-all Randall of the crowd.

out of school for three months to accomplish this.

It's a move that seemed somewhat crazy to plenty of people back in the day, but thinking back now, it really was a Jack Pearson level of blind confidence that ultimately made it happen.

In short, we took off from our home in Toronto, Canada, and drove through the Midwest down to Texas before heading into the Rockies, out to California, all the way up the coast through the Pacific Northwest, and then back to Toronto through Western Canada.

While I cannot speak to how many of the five of us survived three months in a minivan together.

Wait, did someone pass away?

Yeah.

We came back with four.

We left with five.

No.

While I cannot speak to how many of- How any.

How any of the five- There you go.

There it is.

There it is.

Any of the five of us survived three months in a minivan together.

It's of course not the dicey parts I remember.

I remember seeing St.