So we packed up, bid farewell to the little red cabin in the woods, and hit the road to begin the long drive home. After a couple hours, Mikey hesitantly said, “Uh, Daddy? We’ve been driving a long time and this doesn’t really look like we’re getting close to where we live.” Meaning, all he was seeing was pretty much nothing but desert and mountains in the distance instead of the tall buildings, sprawling shopping centers, and many houses clustered together indicating the bustling city life we live in. Phil looked out the window and mock gasped. “Oh man, we went the wrong way! Now we’re heading into Nevada!” The…