We have reached our destination -- 700 miles later. Our new home. We are writing these words on a borrowed signal, so we must be brief. There is much work to be done to prepare the new Little Room for occupancy by Eleanor and the other characters. At this moment, the room is blue -- a good color, but we need our green light. Soon we'll have our own signal and can give a longer update. Thanks for sticking around, and Eleanor is saving a fortune cookie for later. She promises to share. There could be lucky numbers. We are sleep deprived. 700 miles later, we feel somewhat disjointed. Some of our sentences are out of order. It's like putting a puzzle back together again that was not completed to begin with, except, this time with a different image, so it's all about finding the familiar.