We spent the day cleaning up. Now that we could count on reaching a town every hour or so we decided to ship back all of our cooking stuff and alot of our camping things. We couldn't very well mail back a stove full of gasoline. In one of the smarter moves of my life I decided to dump the quarter bottle of gas into the toilet. It really stunk up the place. We forced open the windows and took a walk to let the fumes clear, hoping that we wouldn't get kicked out. We treated ourselved to free ribs at the happy hour downstairs for dinner.