Less than 12 hours after getting home from Boston, I was back on the road. This time to Yuma.

I thought the first stop should be the courthouse to get my sentence overturned. I certainly wouldn't go there on my own volition.

Unfortunately, there would be no such luck. My sentence wasn't overturned.

The best I could hope for was early release for good behavior.
Or Death!

Luckily, I wasn't held up too long before I was set free and could get back on the road again.


Oh darn! I had to drive back to Phoenix the same day. No luxurious stay at the
Yuma Cabana for me.